Summer art school was a great learning experience. I had a lot of firsts there, and I want to tell you. Queer stuff, sexuality, law breaking, silliness. I was 16 years old, curious, and wild. Here are ten things I did for the first time at summer art school. 1. smoking Smoking tobacco cigarettes was
My first real boyfriend–yes, he was a tenor sax player and math whiz. I always mention those things, easy to start with. The long essay I wrote about inventing sexual ethics–I describe him briefly, there. He was a tall white guy with blond hair. But lots of things, I never told anyone. Who would I
A whiff of laundry detergent in the airbnb bedroom made me think of my ex. The one who read to me and was abusive. I felt unsafe and almost dizzy with uncertainty, to smell it. There are many memories I can have, about him. But my mind went to a memory about youth. He used