By the time September and October ride in, we can’t contain the sexy effervescence bubbling up from us. We welcome pleasure like pros and have fun doing so. We tell more sex jokes, have second, third, fourth thoughts about what’s deemed “sexually inappropriate”.
Oh! beloved Gym I’ve called home for 15+ years, you close this week. Overlooking Lake Superior, your kept me sane during nearly 2 decades of Duluth Minnesota winters. How dare!!! the medical industrial complex tear you down to turn a profit. Your space that’s clean, queer friendly, spacious and cross generational is a solid part of who I am as a sexual being. So in Pussy Manifesto meets Sharon Olds odes fashion, this SiMC blog post is an ode to Gym (CPF). RIP
Every year I’m amazed at how much poetry I experience during Leo&Virgo birthday season/travels. The perfect blend of familiar meets new allows me to make the adventure expansive, soul quenching, and fun. Using my new ‘Love Bubble’ label, even as fall temperatures and colors push summer into next calendared poem at home, I see further into all my August+September pleasures.
Oh Minnesota and all your contradictions! Love how EVERYone’s talking about this performance. Perfect post for my birthday month when I was too pleasured up to create blog magic. Thank you Lizzo. You are a fierce Mpls based pleasure activist.
In summer, I experience 20 minute orgasms almost daily. I drive, walk or bike my body 4 miles down to Lake Superior and stare into the wild eyes of bigLake beauty, my primary love, this place that gifts me water rich experiences everyday. I’m held by green granite hillside, long blue horizon, white lighthouses to my left and right.
I was recently asked, “What’s it like to be queer in Duluth? Will you write about it?” Hmmmm… a delicious and dastardly task, especially during Pride month when all kinds of queer are visible to the naked eye.
As spring blooms and summer bites, I’m reading three books- She He They Me: For the Sisters, Misters, and Binary Resisters by Dr. Robyn Ryle, a choose your own adventure about gender identity, Bowlaway by Elizabeth McCracken, and The Book of Delights by Ross Gay. All three engage re-imagined worlds and queer definitions decorate the pages.
Author Richard Powers queerly writes, “We all travel the Milky Way together trees and [humxns], in every walk we take with nature one receives far more than they seek. The [queerest] way into the universe is through a forest wilderness.”
Newsflash. We are afraid of the word and the idea of pleasure. Especially in Minnesota, the state I adoringly call home for a handful of reasons, where silence and nice are ubiquitous .
The things I value most in the intersection of art, love, activism, and this other-worldy time of year are the trance like places I go.
My fiftieth SiMC entry (I don’t publish Everything)! The perfect time to write about upending gender (a fixed and fluid set of ideas about how all binary to non binary folx identify and express ourselves) and sex (the biological assignments given to us at birth based on genitalia).
“Recognizing the power of the erotic within our lives can give us the energy to pursue genuine change in our world, rather than merely settling for a shift of characters in the same weary drama. For not only do we touch our most profoundly creative source, but we do that which is female and self-affirming in the face of racist, patriarchal, and anti-erotic society.” –Audre Lorde
Four winters and counting in Duluth after escaping from 2012-2014. It’s taken me this long to remember the rhythms of our seasonal year, and place/chart the erotic on my calendar.
These two questions have been one of the best gifts of 2018. To use them both as a frame in varied situations lends perspective and growth. I’ve decided to answer them again here.
Hello and Happy Fall. I’ve taken the spring and summer off from blogging as I healed my heart after the death of a beloved father figure and my pup Lichen. Duluth offers a richness in the warmer months. I drank it in. Now though I feel as if I’m learning how to ride my SiMC blog bike all over again. This year I’m focused on moving the project from personal essay to research and social science. I’m asking more questions about the intersections of whiteness and pleasure and anti-racism.
During Minnesota winter, it’s very important to take high does of immunity boosting supplements. Beside lots of exercise, sleep, pleasure (sex, art, satisfying work, community, playtime in the Wilds, and solitude), I also take mad doses of Vitamin C. Vitamin C(rush) that is.
Last week, I picked up the fantastic, palm-size zine Awesome Things at the Minnesota Center for Book Arts (MCBA). It’s offered many gems- meditations on things that lend to the author’s life.
It’s the beginning of December and I’ve started to reflect on the year. These past eleven months have been so good to me. I can’t help but wonder if some of the goodness has come from committing to having an orgasm a day last New Years.
Thinking of folx who organize community events- what makes radical and queer and pleasure-positive, radical queer and pleasure-positive.