wasted motel
last night went to a great spoken word performance by Wasted Motel, a group of lesbian poets and writers that are touring around together.

a few of them are also a part of Sister Spit.

i walked away incredibly inspired. number one to write, and number two that anything you wanna write about is completely valid. one girl read out loud the history of her dating career (you'll see i'm not a gold-star lesbian, she said, and it was true as she only read long enough to get us through all the boys in elementary school, jr high school, and high school).

two of the women are married (one very femme, one very butch), and they recently won the all-girl porn film (how to fuck in high heels) of the year, in the big porn awards ceremony (cere-moan-y?). this was important to them, as it was real sex made by real lesbians -- sex lesbians would want to see -- rather than the normal pandering to men's fantasies.

some stood out more than others, but for anyone who is interested, check out michelle tea -- the book i know about is called valencia and it's pretty gnarly. or it was for me when i tried to read it a few months back. that said, the style really brings you in. she's a rock star of sorts in the literary lesbian poet crowd. heh.

the other is a woman named kassy ... something. something greek. she is 21 and will be featured in an upcoming public tv show about teen slam fests, where she was a reigning and righteous champion. she was a definite highlight last night. and i thought of many of you during her poem called "grammar police."

m.