All in Poly magic
I reached through a small square of storage that lives behind one robin-egg blue swinging door in my ballroom apartment. I groped the unlit space for a roasting pan, or wire rack? Something metal and sturdy, instead I met 130 year old wood. A splinter, at least 1.5 inches long, lodged itself into the fleshy alcove between right thumb and forefinger.
September offered many gifts. On the full moon I opened up a belated birthday present. Wrapped in a repurposed chain saw box. Hand crafted at a queer arts camp in rural Wisconsin. I’ll say more next month after I get to know this risky creative call to pleasure and love.
Blog review
“She’s not just using this buzzword (fragility). Erin examines how complicated and far reaching systemic inequity is. We must make it common knowledge that working for sexual freedom & body autonomy for all, while queering pleasure and relationships, is about dismantling systems of power. We can’t just waltz towards a more pleasurable human experience without tearing some shit down.” -fellow pleasure activist and diva loving, sex educator Lauren Fryer