Posted: August 2, 2010 in Identity, Masculinities

I woke this morning with this song in my head, and this thought:

Sexuality and gender typologies  are all very well for giving us some sense of identity, and belonging (or for denying us those things). But, as my post below attests, they do not help us to describe accurately how or even who we fuck, or to understand who we are. And, as I have learned through overwhelming and painful experience, sexuality labels do not dictate who we fall in love with, or who falls in love with us.

This woman has grown up  man-size.

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