feminism
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Drag
. . . I was in my twenties when I realized that I, too, dressed in drag. Let me be clear, I was fine being female, never wanted to be a boy, was not even a tomboy. Though I did covet some of the boy privileges I was beginning to recognize. . . Continue reading
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Gender: Anatomical?
When do we need to know someone else’s gender? Continue reading
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Gender: Ambiguity
. . . My friend and I sat silent for a bit, in discomfort. Finally I asked, “Do you know if that’s a boy or a girl?” “No, and they’ve been around too long now to ask.” . . . Continue reading
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Sisterhood is Still Powerful: VOTE
[Click the image to see credits & larger sizes at flickr.] Continue reading
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Politics & Poetics – a repost
Sometimes when I experience a crisis of confidence, as I have lately (what am I doing? is it any good? what does it matter? & so on) I scroll back through this blog, just to see what I have been doing. Late last night I came across this post, from January 2008, which I had… Continue reading
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