huddle together after staying death for the day.
The white one whose bigness makes her look soft
holds the head of the beige one
whose drag makes her look hard
They rock each other to stay awake
to stay asleep to stay alive
exchanging softness and hardness
making themselves beautiful and strong
against death every day
Disfigured a little, perhaps,
by the small gun
beating against their mutual breast
A poem from Because Mourning Sickness is a Staple in My Country, which is “a collection of poetry by working-class dykes who have been going through changes and writing poems, among other things.” It was published in 1979 in Iowa City, and you can view the entire thing online here.
I like subculture. I like gay culture.
I think that the mainstream is boring unless there are other streams that are feeding it.
We need people to be different.
Rachel Maddow to AE on why she isn’t as crazy about gay marriage as some would expect her to be (being herself in long-term monogamous relationship etc.)
[K] Thanks to Dr. Maddow, my thoughts exactly.
read the whole article. I love Rachel Maddow.