Kate Clinton’s first book of irreverent humor
Let’s get one thing straight. I’m not. I’m out and proud. My closet was huge, complete with a foyer, turnstile, a few dead bolts, and a burglar alarm. It wasn’t until I had lived and slept with a woman for a year that it occurred to me to ask, Do you think we’re lesbians?”
Kate Clinton’s first book of irreverent humor
Let’s get one thing straight. I’m not. I’m out and proud. My closet was huge, complete with a foyer, turnstile, a few dead bolts, and a burglar alarm. It wasn’t until I had lived and slept with a woman for a year that it occurred to me to ask, Do you think we’re lesbians?”