More Than Not Being Stone Dead

Via virgotext’s excellent pride series which you all should be reading if you aren’t, here’s an incredibly beautiful story:

The tired (but happy) subway ride home. The speculating about whether the hullabaloo was worth it for the kids: questionable; depends on the age; will probably phase in and out. Speculating on the worth for the self: are you kidding? Even if you’re so exhausted you can’t stay up late and write down all the thoughts that have been occurng to you, it’s worth it. Has been for the past umpty-ump (for some of us, twenty-three) years, through various sweeties and none, through one political affiliation or another, active or dormant.

Until it feels this way, any day of the week, any week of the year — the relaxed sense of belonging, everywhere, that you have amongst your kindred on this day — you have to go. Majority status for a minority community, just this one day. Sip long and deep from this trough this day, so’s it’ll last you another 364.


2 thoughts on “More Than Not Being Stone Dead

  1. Wow,thanks,A.
    The post referenced quotes from the deeply excellent LesbianDad.
    The woman (aka Baba, or if you insist, Polly) is one of those born writers. She has deadly dry sense of humor. And her photographs, of the Little Monkey or the Peanut, or her Beloved, are also wonderful. Bookmark her blog or put it in your RSS feed. You won’t be sorry,I promise.

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