The Lesbian Sex Haiku Book (With Cats!)

The grad student who maybe friend-zoned you but you’re not sure

“I love all the bell

hooks you’ve been posting on your

LiveJournal account.”

The Starbucks barista whom you can’t bring yourself to make eye contact with, let alone talk to

“I really like you

despite the fact that you serve

liquid oppression.”

The lesbian who’s trying to pretend she doesn’t enjoy pop music but is dancing ecstatically

“I’ve never seen a

girl dance to Taylor Swift so

ironically!”

The baby dyke

Thrust whole library

of feminist theory on

table. Walk away.

The bookish lesbian

“I wish you were the

woman sharing my bed, not

Alison Bechdel.”

The SHF (short-haired femme)

“Nice [blank]!” Fill blank with

“feather,” “earring,” “undercut,”

or “nerdy glasses.”

The hard-core bookish lesbian

Pronounce Annie Proulx’s

name correctly—watch lady’s

cargo pants fall off.

The obviously high lesbian

“We go together