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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