Mornings with the boy, I nearly always want to fuck him. I feel his solid limbs heavy with sleep, and there’s something about the trust implicit in him begging for it while still half-dreaming that makes it impossible not to pull his ass back into me and wrap an arm around his throat. Years ago, [...]
I enlisted a femme friend to help me with my Halloween costume this year. On top of the pink fence-net tights and the short-short pink dress with sequins and the long pink wig, I wanted to wear pink-striped false eyelashes and a full face of makeup, and I have not the faintest idea how [...]
Doll Parts, Hole | “i want to be the girl with the most cake”
I almost titled my post on “princess” after this song. Part of being a princess is wanting everything, never being satisfied with mediocrity, always desiring [...]
I’m a princess.
This is kind of hard to admit. When I write it without a “fucking” to harden it, I cringe. I was raised on Tonka trucks and overalls, playing in the dirt, no-Barbies-allowed, on self-sufficiency and confidence, on competence. When Nic and I started dating, she used to say, “Anything for you, [...]
(This is part of a three-post series. If you missed Femme Post I: Pin-Ups Today or Femme Post II: Lineage, check them out!)
My femme is voracious.
I am hungry all the time. Hungry for words and information, satiated only when I’ve [...]
Reading in Cuntext: Yes Please, Say Please
I’ve been waiting to read this book since the call for submissions was posted in fall 2010, and it did not disappoint. It made me me think, it made me laugh, it made me fistpump and say “oh yeah” out loud, it made me cry, and, [...]
Personal Development, or Things I Will Attend in 2012
January 2012
Femme Day of Action: I’m not sure yet what this will entail, but I hear there’s an organizing meeting later this month, and I’m excited to see what will unfold!
April 2012
This is an exercise in integration: integration of myself as crazy, myself as femme, myself as bottom (and sometimes top), myself as sexual, myself embodied, myself whole. Today has been a rough day for my mental health; when I have a borderline breakdown, it’s very fragmenting. In general, life as someone who has borderline personality [...]
Play Party, Day 2
I’m naked except for the boots, thigh-high brown leather. She’s fully dressed in all-black leathers, smooth on my skin when she comes in close. My palms are flat against the wall, my feet spread wide so her canes have plenty of room to slip up and down my inner thighs. [...]
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Dear Marcie: The Cotton Ceiling and Questioning Desire
So, After Ellen recently published an article hot mess of transphobic fail on the cotton ceiling, a term coined by Drew DeVeaux to explain queer trans women’s experiences with “simultaneous social inclusion and sexual exclusion”. Other than the entire premise of [...]