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He’s at the opposite pole from where I am

He’s the first hand raised in the audience and wants to know why I think Canada is so much more tolerant of gay people than the United States. Afterward, he’s the first to have his book signed. “I want you to know,” he says, “that … Read more

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Mod

“I have no patience for behavior mod,” I say.

“Then you’re lucky,” she says, “that your wife does it for a living.”

I am. I am lucky. Last night, Mary and Gavin were making a cape and cosmic suit for his fennec fox. G wanted … Read more

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The Bride in White

The bride appears, suddenly, from between her father and stepfather, and advances down the aisle. But really it’s the moment she rounds the corner and stands in full view that is so exquisite. In her white princess dress. The veil well back on her hair. … Read more

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V is for Vulva

She is young, and having a hard time. “Relationships are so much work,” she says. “You and Mary probably don’t even fight.”

Oh. Dear lord. We are Irish and alpha and sentient beings. Of course we fucking fight. Even if she agreed with me all … Read more

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I wrote this love letter to the way we’ll be

She showed us her gorgeous wedding dress, and she and Mary got rapturous about tulle. (I’m quite pleased to say that I know what tulle is when I’m looking at it, although I have no idea what it is when you’re casually telling me you … Read more

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Spacegirl

She has just told me her friend has divorced after 42 years, and I say, “She was married longer than anything else. Longer than she had a job, longer than she raised kids, longer than anything except just being alive.”

My friend’s eyes fill; her … Read more

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Heather

She was there with us at the birth of my child. Beside me when I married — both times. She found us the house where we live, negotiated the purchase, and helped us move in. She bought us the coolest knife set you’ve ever seen, … Read more

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Licensed

I dreamed all night about bombs outside the courthouse. About the same boring haters with their same boring signs. We speak for Jesus! And we — I mean, Jesus — Jesus hates you! I dreamed about arriving too late. I dreamed about losing my wallet … Read more

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Actor

He has music before lunch on Tuesdays, but at 3 p.m., when I pick him up, he sprints from the building waving a sheet of paper. “I have lines! I have lines in the play!”

He has already memorized them, and later that first evening, … Read more

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With champagne and shit

We may be getting married in Seattle. The interesting thing about that sentence is that only the geography is in question. What a notable period in time. Here. In a newborn marriage equality state.

To be honest, I still can’t quite believe it. Mary has … Read more

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