Race Play Interview – Part I

The delightful Andrea Plaid, aka @CruelSecretary Twittered me last week, asking about Race Play. There was a bit of a heated debate on this Justin Timberlake / Ciara video, see, and she thoughtfully wanted to find a POC into kink to get their POV. Of course, my immediate reaction was “Well, sure, I’ll talk about…

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The Crush Zone.

Having crushes on people is something I do on the regular. With pretty much anyone I meet, I’ll go through a period where I have a crush on them, and if they are meant to be my friend, it becomes a signal that it is a well placed friendship! Sound weird? Pfft…what about me doesn’t…

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H(otel) NT…hello, Portland.

Portland, second year in a row for KinkFest. The folks here absolutely are among the most awesome hosts ever. I’m a cranky nervous poopiepants. The SuperShutle was late and had a harrowing series of pickups and a driver with no clue how to get anywhere aside from relying on GPS which, in SF, can be…

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Under 500: “Aftercare”

The line between consciousness and sleep blurs to a haze of breathing and soft contact and the tug of a hand on heated skin. There are moments you want to last because you can’t imagine anything better than what you are feeling right now; the slow twist of a sheet wrapped perfectly around your foot,…

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from COLORLINES MAGAZINE: “Playing with Race” by Daisy Hernández

Mollena Williams is gregarious, the kind of woman who makes a point of saying, “How are you today?” to the Walgreens cashier. She has a short afro and laughs easily. She works as an administrative assistant and at night, she pens her theater performances. She is also a masochist. Williams is part of San Francisco’s…

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Perfectly flawed.

  Being submissive and desiring slavery, craving physical and emotional ownership would seem to place me at a disadvantage, relationship-wise I have to be the one looking to fit into the right “place,” right? I mean, there is the topdominantowner, fully formed and domly and all, needing me to be what THEY need in order…

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Say It Loud…

I had occasion today to enjoy a quiet moment in a hotel room high up above the city, idly gazing upon a broad swath of terrain from the cold blue of the Bay to the fog-lapped crests of Twin Peaks. Meandering thoughts mostly disconnected…some deceptively so…were doing their best to distract me from remaining in…

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HNT: Blood Makes Noise.

I’ve had a mixed relationship with my body when it comes to menstruation. I started when I was 12, and was a little pissed because I had swimming class that day, and my Mom was broke, and she only used pads.   I was running late but had to get money off of my already…

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