How Emancipation Became Exclusion The first thing that struck me about erotica was its narrative. Not first person perspectives—although, I do love those—but its overall outlook. It’s vivid. It’s vibrant. Intimate as well as invocative. Sex simultaneously subdues and liberation. It supplants or staves off reality. Unlike in romance, sex doesn’t abide affection as affirmation. … Continue reading Erotic Esteems →