The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me a
box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
Mary Oliver
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Hi! I'm the kinky queer butch top behind this site, Sinclair Sexsmith. I study critical feminist & gender theory, sexual freedom, social change activism, archetypes, writing, and the tantric and buddhist spiritual systems, and I am currently based in New York City.
Sugarbutch Chronicles is an online writing project (aka “blog”) which explores sovereignty, healing, and communication through the personal examinations of sex, gender, and relationships, while celebrating queer sexuality, gender, culture, and identity in ways that are expansive rather than restrictive, liberating rather than limiting.
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This helped today, thanks
Wow.
More tears.
Thanks.
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