We are carrying contraband words with us, memorized, tucked away in tattered journals and stored magically on disks in Anna's left pocket. Canadian words, queer words that we spoke on-stage for money in the land of the brave. With no valid permit, license, visa or contract to do so. Felons, really, all of us, and now we intended to flee the scene without paying income tax on the twelve dollars and fifty American cents we each made. It's just this kind of shameless law-breaking that gives all poets a bad name.
Ivan E. CoyoteI am a rare species, not a stereotype.
Ivan E. CoyoteTags: sexuality unique gay labels stereotype lesbian rare butch gender-bending gender-spectrum orientation
I became something I had no name for in solitude and only later discovered the word for what I was and realized there were others like me.
Ivan E. CoyoteBullies are almost always outnumbered by the bullied. We just need to organize.
Ivan E. CoyoteTags: dan-savage it-gets-better
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