I was assigned the sex of female at birth and curiously, what ‘type’ of genitalia I have matters. This is because I present as a gender non-conforming person; my appearance confuses you. The rush of eyes is palpable as you scan me from short hair, to flat chest, to ‘birthing’ hips. Curiously it’s also important to mention that I don’t feel that I am a man and I don’t feel that I am a woman. Ergo, I am neither and both. Some days I am more man than woman, and vice versa.

A poetic meditation on eroticism and the re-culturing of sexuality by Shannon May Powell. They explore the ways that an erotic relationship to the self, to others, and to the world, isn’t just about sex. Instead, they suggest, we might expand our understanding of sensuality and sexuality by becoming sensitive to ‘the small ecstasies we encounter in daily life; the way our bodies open up to the architecture of a beautifully designed room, or the way our skin can sometimes quiver in response to live music.’