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Articles tagged "Androgyny"

To a Young Man Who Arrived at the Party Dressed in a Lady’s Fur

  When you got to the party, sent by God knows whom—contingency, probably—wearing only a lady’s fur, at the outset closed, though only thrown on, shut but unbuttoned,  nothing else on and totally bonkers like some awesome Saturday night exotic dancer at the apocalypse, then, implausibly, the mood softened;  goddamned obnoxious, obviously, but also with a waft of honesty from your naked lodging in that savage cloak, soaked in the skin’s...

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