A League of Their Own
Warning: this is just a home run of queer feelings
My life was always filled with a lot of queer subtext. It was the underlying tension that shaped the patterns in my relationships with men. It was the cause of my uneasiness when siloed off with the other girlfriends at parties. It was the unnameable feeling that would stir if a woman was to take my arm or turn to me to feel safe. It was the ring of key…

