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I wish I were running away in a car with another woman, driving farther south into
the heat, sweating inside the translucent blue voile dress I wore the summer
before I married, the one that no longer fits me after two children. I might argue
In the summer, in karate class, the instructor blindfolded me: a street-fighting
exercise, strike out as soon as touched in a dark alley. Seconds passed until his
arms hugged me like an iron hoop. Then my right foot kicked back quick into his
... I did meet a strange boy at the Ritz, a friend's cousin visiting for the summer.
Sixteen by then, I had my mother's car. I leaned over from the driver's seat and he
kissed me, ran his hand down my ass, the first of that, the thrill of danger.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - ehough75 - LibraryThing
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