I'm a queer, quirky, recovering academic femme who finds solace in books and theory more so than in the arms of butches who are too quick to be careless with my heart.
I'm a fiercely unapologetic feminist, recovering activist, semi-vegetarian, bike-riding pinko femme who prefers pretty dresses and knee-high boots as cycling wear over lycra and spandex.
I'm a femme who loves fiercely, deeply, thoroughly, and strongly. This quote from Dorothy Allison is my love warrior's call to arms:
“Don’t come at me with that sour-cream smile. Come at me as if I were worth your life—the life we make together. Take me like a turtle whose shell must be cracked, whose heart is ice, who needs your heat. Love me like a warrior, sweat up to your earlobes and all your hope between your teeth. Love me so I know I am at least as important as anythingyou have ever wanted.”
I'm a consciousness-raising, hell-raising, hair-raising femme who is a study in contrasts. I am at once bold and brash while being doubtful and insecure. I will love you in one minute and want to run from you in the next unless you hold on tight and make me feel safe, warm, cherished, and wanted.
In short, I'm the only femme I know how to be - unapologetically me.