By writing I inhabit this space, this bubble of hubris, imagination and desire. By writing I become Deborah Kate.
Let the writing drive me, let the writing fly me.
If I do not wish to take the directions of erotica or trans politics (and I do not wish to), where do I go? Round and round in circles of philosophised self-justification?
I do not know.
Perhaps I shall find out.
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