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You take the edge of my ear in your warm mouth. I lift your hand, and lick each
finger, and the webbing between, and wonder when to mention safe sex. I say, "
We'll be more comfortable on the couch." I get up, light a candle, turn off the lamp.
He hesitates in his turn: "He hasn't gone through the operation?" The complexity
of your history crowds around me as I mentally juggle your female birth sex, male
gender expression. I say, "She's transgendered, not transsexual." Up on stage ...
We turn left at the old county jail, empty and dark, an unused graveyard
overgrown with razorwire that droops like wild grapevines. As we turn, a police
car pulls up across from us. Two long siren shrieks blare. We look around; there
is no one ...
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Amazing. Loved every aspect of this book. She shows how her thoughts and process have developed and changed over the years with both conversaitons, debates, and encounters with the people she has met ... Read full review
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An amazing book of vignettes that explore the ideas and intersections of love, sexuality, gender, and identity. A beautiful love letter to her partner, Leslie Feinberg. Read full review