v u l v a l i c i o u s Table Talk 2002-10-08 // 1:22 p.m. We were a table of feminists talking about our lives. It was politics and the lack of politics all at once. There was no need to clarify, because we just understood. We have all had separate lives, different experiences that have marked our paths, and yet when we sat around the table, it was as though we all came from one solid place. And not even "woman"--that is too reductive. It wasn't about biology or gender. It was just about a place. Somewhere. Some other galaxy that we all understood. And that is a lovely thing. Glory in the Cunt. back-forth