crying again over the way minnie bruce pratt writes about cock & wanting cock & taking cock. i think all the goddamn time about when mustang sally wrote in her review of s/he (link) that "[pratt] transcends the mere statement of yang/yin to express something original about the desire to be filled by a woman lover." one of those reviews that's so resonant it makes me excruciatingly jealous lol, like. that's all i want!!! that's all i fucking want — to write something about my desire for butch cock & femme cock in a way that makes somebody go oh, that strikes past the cliché into something real about our lives.
no matter how hard i try to keep my revered femme bottom (link) ancestors close to me, i still feel so limited in my vocabulary. this butch tells me she wants to worship me with her cock, & i am struck simultaneously with want & a layered glimpse of the reverberating distance between our lives & our (sub)cultures' expectations. how many, even if they can tolerate the concept of my fem cunt taking her butch cock, couldn't comprehend the worship in it. how many times i've read that. how hard it always seems i have to search to find porn that portrays taking cock as neutral, much less powerful.
You are a woman who has been accused of betraying womanhood. In my groans of pleasure from your cock, perhaps some would say I have betrayed womanhood with you, that we are traitors to our sex. You refusing to allow the gestures of what is called masculinity to be preempted by men. Me refusing to relinquish the ecstasies of surrender to women who can only call it subservience.
i think a really important part of context for that piece, which contrasts gay sex with her coercive + hurtful experiences of sex with her ex-husband, is that earlier in the book, a different vignette discussed the speaker's reluctance to buy a dildo with a woman (now ex) lover. from "cock":
The truth was, I didn't trust her with a penis on; I didn't trust her not to use it to ram all her anger at me into me. And she had never talked to me about how good she could make me feel with fucking. I had no way of being a woman who could take her cock into me without fearing she would take and give what I didn't want. Who would I be then, lying under her?
this part was so profound that i didn't make it any further through the book on my first read-through years ago, because it unlocked memories of my own experiences with that distrust + discomfort & the reasons for it. within s/he as a whole, the politics of penetration are not a simplistic "cock = good"/"cock = bad" or "dildo = good, bio penis = bad"; pratt writes beyond these false dichotomies to ask the same question that burns in my heart & gut & cunt, the high fem original sin (link): how good can you make me feel?
leslie feinberg (link) & joan nestle (link)'s work wrestles with similar complexity — the potential of queer sex, specifically butch/fem cock-in-cunt sex, for both immense pleasure and immense harm, & the intentionality required to navigate sex in a misogynistic society. the fullness of this context is really important to me because "mimosa" by itself is not wholly inclusive of transfem butches — the speaker's contrasting of sex with her ex-husband vs her butch lover includes a line about her former fear of pregnancy, but this is clearly not the only or central reason for her new comfort. that comes from how the butch treats her, which anyone can do. similarly, jacqueline's advice in stone butch blues (linked above) is about a dildo because that's the personal experience leslie feinberg is drawing from, but if you translate the language of "strapping it on" (or don't! whatever's affirming), the actual message has nothing to do with what the cock is made of & everything to do with the respectfulness & gentleness of the lover.
pratt's high fem perspective has always sung through my body in a particularly profound way. from "fuck":
You are not the one who stands over me, ready to strike a blow. You say to me, "What do you want, baby? I'll do anything." I am not a stone passive in your hand, waiting for your flint. I say to you, "Fuck me now." I move against you inside the word...
a dear butch friend once asked if my high fem could be conceptualized as extreme objectification, not in a negative way but rather in the sense that i'm "always within the act that they are performing." i knew how i felt but not how to answer them with words until now. pratt expresses what i struggle to explain: "I move against you inside the word." her sex writing describes how i feel during affirming sexual experiences: i am the fulcrum and the focus and the axis, our sex is a world that rotates around my pleasure. i am simultaneously safe within my partner's actions — the reassurance that there is no expectation for me to perform outside my boundaries, to "give" — and expansive around them, i'm the whole room & they're inside me, i'm surrounding & cradling & engulfing them, as circlusive (link) as the universe & yet sheltered by the words we've built together, enough to be free to move.