and I want to have children one day although I would prefer to adopt because it’s the only responsible way to have them. I am a good woman not because I cook and clean and want children but because I am gentle and kind and my words are softly spoken.

When the mine caved in on me, I thought I was dead. When I woke up, five hundred years later, I thought I was in heaven. The future is heaven, the past is hell, the present is limbo.

– Hello.

– Hello.

– Today we will make love.

– Yes, we will make superior love.

– We will make the most sublime love that has ever been made, here on your marriage bed.

Sarah,

I don’t know what you need by way of documentation so I’m enclosing a grease-stained voter registration form, a broken Tater Round, and Big Buster’s paper hat, as well as this narrative.

the ground gave out before we did.

everything browned, withered and died while the wheel line watered nothing; not even weeds. father couldn’t understand it. in his time, everything placed in the ground grew. but in this time there is dust– the water washes it away with each explosive drop to reveal more dust discovered beneath; some will say the world is composed of rock but they are wrong: it is dust all the way to the core –and now, none of what we put into this world rises to show its appreciation.

Usually I’m not one to dwell on things. Leave it all out on the field, boys - that’s what I say. But since Friday night, I understand there’s been some talk about me down at The Waffle House, so even if I have always subscribed to the ground game, I see now that sometimes you’ve just got to air it out.

The muscles in my arms and back twitch whenever I hear those kinds of stories. Like that boy out in California who threw his pregnant wife over the side of a boat, or that black boy who played ball for the Panthers and stuffed his pregnant girlfriend in the trunk of his car. I’d have no problem killing them.

Many of you have asked me–Bev, you’ve been out some time, how do we answer the numerous pesky questions our friends and family routinely ask us about being a queer? Well, here’s my cheat sheet for the top ten questions that may come up during the course of your lesbian life.

The Mork Norton Foundation began on the 3RD of August 2000. I had just been given a pair of red shoes which resembled Cold War Bowling Boots and I vomited all over them.