![]() ![]() ![]() I remember being disappointed I thought lesbians would treat women better, that they wouldn't cheat on them. I remember vividly reading this book so long ago, and rereading it today is as familiar and as foreign as seeing my own face, maskless, in a mirror. I was holed up in a corner of the non-fiction section, where no one would think to look for me, knees folded up to hide the cover from any enquiring gaze. Maybe even a lifetime ago time was stagnant there and so was I too, trapped within the confines of heterosexual expectations. It was decades ago now, closer to centuries ago, really. It wasn't the kind of book I could check out my brother would get out Ranma1/2 but I had to be more careful and borrow it from him. I consumed it in one sitting we went to town once a week, and my brother and I were dropped off at the town library. Such content was few and far between and incredibly subtle, so I believe to this day that this was my first real taste of representation. The cover drew me I instinctively knew, somehow, that here queer content resided. It was a different era, and time moved slower there, hindered by poor infrastructure and religion. ![]() I first found this, remarkably, in the YA section of the regional library in the country town I lived near. ![]()
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