The Hole

When we walk down the street, people turn their heads, I’d like to think it is because we make such a cute couple – though true – there is also the element of different. We went to a lesbian dive bar and I looked around at young and old women in context, kissing, touching, a butchy girl dancing with a very fey boy behind us, and I mused about how difficult it would be for a young woman, coming into her own, seeking her place in the universe, to find herself a lesbian and have her self actualization so hinged to that adjective – she couldn’t exist outside of it – and yet it provides one more layer to separate her from others. T said it was non-negotiable for her. Maybe that is best, when there is no choice, because faced with a choice, how many would go the route of marginalization? 

4 Responses to “The Hole”

  1. Ivette Says:

    What’s amazing to me is that it is all a contruction…

  2. Rachel Says:

    Yes, but try to deconstruct it and tell me what the parts look like…

  3. Ivette Says:

    easy, what we would see is people free to be, no adjectives, no marginalization, no labels. tenemos que hablar de todo esto que estas escribiendo, viendo, viviendo…

  4. Rachel Says:

    si – tienes que regresar para sentarnos en el “porch” hablando de todo.

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