All in Queering Sex
Recently I was given a button. It reads “Pray for Sex”. I’ve pinned it to my jacket and often forget I’m wearing it- until I get laughs, compliments, or questions. The button reminds me why I started this blog. Why it’s so important to be outside our city’s only abortion clinic during this time of year. Visible and proud and securing space for all folx to make decisions about their bodies.
“Queer not as being about who you’re having sex with- that can be a dimension of it- but queer as being about the self that is at odds with everything around it and has to invent and create and find a place to speak and to thrive and to live.” - bell hooks
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.
Lights! costumes! award winning score! Transcendent expressions of gender! Finally, the musical of the century committed to subversive, inclusive comedy, calling out boring, repressive, expired ideas that water down the fine art of fucking. Challenging heteronormative scripts about how to have sex, SLoaUA queers desire, pulls together like elements, finds attraction in affinity.