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After we said good-bye, I saw you walk by and look at me out of the corner of your
eye, a wild startled look, like that of an untamed horse. I wanted to take you by the
hand and lead you to me: Drink at my body, say you can't stop kissing me.
Walking fast up Broadway in noon heat, on my way to meet you in the City, I'm
enjoying the cool swish of my skirt, the small oval of shade cast by my straw hat. I'
ve missed my body's sensuality I dared not show, afraid to be seen as too much
Tonight I am not a writer behind the lectern who uses words to reveal and hide,
words falling like snow into silence, into crystal flakes that reflect a small angle of
my desire. Tonight I could walk through the snow naked and warm, and everyone
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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
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dancingwaves - LibraryThing
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