The Paper I’m Presenting at the PSA

The Postmodern Intersection of Lesbian and Transgender Politics By Widow Centauri San Diego State University Department of Sociology INTRODUCTION TO THE PROBLEM There is little awareness in the mainstream regarding trans-issues. One of the major issues surrounding the lack of awareness is the issue of what to call transgender people. The problem is that we … Continue reading The Paper I’m Presenting at the PSA

San Francisco

San Francisco My father lives in the city.  I come here as often as I can but I always have to entertain the reality that I am in close proximity to the family.  He is stressful, as family members are apt to be.  I finally got through the part of my adventure that required me … Continue reading San Francisco

Santa Cruz March 31 / April 1 ~~ San Francisco April 1 – 12

Is it wrong to sleep with the mechanic to get my car fixed?  I didn’t think so either, that was until I realized that I’m not straight and he’s not kinky.  Also, when he got his dick out I almost laughed myself into an involuntary golden shower! Is the car fixed?  Yes and no.  The … Continue reading Santa Cruz March 31 / April 1 ~~ San Francisco April 1 – 12

Coming Out

I generally think that coming out is a bad idea.  Anytime you have to articulate your identity you are giving credence to the ideology of heteronormative behavior.  When was the last time someone came out to you as straight? Coming out presupposes a world of coerced conformity. A world where nuclear, heterosexual, two person, monogamous … Continue reading Coming Out

Driving up hwy 101

I'm gonna go to San Francisco tomorrow, Tuesday 12/22.  I don't have enough money for gas.  I have a few gallons of water.  I'll drink them, then I'll have to piss.  I'm taking the 101.  Are you a thirsty toilet boy on my way?  Call me / text me.  I'll pull over and take a … Continue reading Driving up hwy 101

Three Pissing Adventures

I am flat broke.  I am in a coffee house.  I have a gallon of water, a bus pass and a dollar to my name.  When this cup of tea ends up in my belly I have to go back to my temporary place of slumber to see my cat and my bio family.  I … Continue reading Three Pissing Adventures

The Gays

When I was a little girl my father used to take me to ‘the gay day parade.” He would sit me on his shoulders and tell me to holler when I saw the dykes on bikes. We went every year. No one ever told my mother. I found this out recently. Going to the parade … Continue reading The Gays