I was fine until the day / I heard them say: / "because we are sexual beings", / I'm supposed to relentlessly want it.
All in Poetry
“And with abandon, we OR And abandoned, we”, “Disembodiefication”, and “Dear Distance”
For the aze are not merely a lone A, left naked and alone in a world never wished to be born, but the A
Merely existing dictates the condition of being shackled to an expectation of fleshly existence without my consent.
I dream of radical kindness and intimacy
Uncoupled from our desirability.
When I first came out as asexual to my now ex-lover, he didn't take it well.
You have given this grey-ace the grace she never knew she deserved.
hooks says “imagine possible futures,” places where “life can be lived differently”
I noticed that I wasn’t that fond of affection, of skinship, didn’t really want or need or care about sex, about boys.