Seven-Year-Old Logic


Last night Tashi asked me what my Lip Service story was about. I said, “It was about how I had one idea about Miami and Mami Vicky had another idea.”

 

She said, “What idea?”

 

I said, “Well, when I moved to Miami, I thought no one here would really care about who was gay.”

 

Tashi said, “We’re gay, right?”

 

I said, “Well, I’m gay, because I love another woman.”

 

She said, “Why would anyone care about that?”

 

I said, “I don’t know.  I really don’t know.”

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