The 70s: I still can’t tell if it
was the birth
of a Sapphic Utopia, or its death-throes;
dear old ladies bickering at the piano,
of a Sapphic Utopia, or its death-throes;
dear old ladies bickering at the piano,
gender-fluid played as a spectator sport,
dragging up our past, and our future.
dragging up our past, and our future.
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