Reflections

me and queen elizabeth at twenty five

At the age Elizabeth became queen, I had just met my master. I did not know it at the time, though he claims he knew exactly what would soon unfold. Me? I stumbled into a whole mess- wonderful as the mess might have turned into- the way I usually lived my life. Of course, I’m grateful for this particular stumble.

living in a heterosexual relationship, as a bisexual being: part two: the murmur of “noise”

There’s a lot of noise and confusion as you come into your own, as a queer person. For context, I have at least one child who is going through an active period of questioning and evolving her sexuality. At twelve, she’s already dealing with her own “noise.”  Is she confused?  Not really.  Not anymore than …

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living in a heterosexual relationship, as a bisexual being: part one: on being “enough”

… can be exhausting. Justifying. Explaining. Listening to second hand lies. Of what or who I am, according to those who haven’t bothered to ask me. I am not queer enough. I am not attracted to enough bodies (why can’t you be pansexual?).  Not loving enough, etc. etc. I live with a man, I play …

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