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The Lesbian Sex Haiku Book (With Cats!)

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by Anna Pulley


  On your third date she

  hands you the name of a good

  couples counselor.

  You can go shopping

  separately and come home with

  the same studded belt.

  She knows where your jar

  of PMS tea is and

  doesn’t have to ask.

  Her mother sends socks

  to match the pajamas she

  got you for Christmas.

  You spend far more time

  processing the sex than you

  do getting it on.

  Talking at length on

  identity politics

  is foreplay to you.

  A third of your life

  is now devoted to buying

  toilet paper.

  You find yourself in

  couples therapy six months

  after breaking up.

  YOU MIGHT BE IN A POLYAMOROUS RELATIONSHIP …

  If you answer all

  questions with “Let me check my

  Google Calendar.”

  You bring your own gloves

  to the local clinic for

  STI checkups.

  You find that you are

  flirting with someone so your

  partner can bang her.

  You love the way your

  lover loves her other loves

  but never smothers.

  I scream, you scream, she

  screams, we all scream! Then we all

  go out for ice cream.

  You do all of your

  lentil and dildo shopping

  in bulk at Costco.

  You’ve had so many

  orgies that three-ways start to

  feel isolated.

  You just didn’t get

  to process enough when you

  were monogamous.

  TAKING THINGS TO THE NEXT LEVEL

  How a lesbian proposes

  Diamonds are evil!

  I found you this rock. It’s how

  penguins get engaged.

  A sample of lesbian wedding and engaygement announcements

  Save the date! Our

  contract with the government

  includes fish tacos!

  In lieu of gifts, we’re

  asking that guests refrain from

  mocking Tofurky.

  Please join Tamika

  and Sally on their quest to

  destroy “straight” marriage.

  We don’t believe in

  marriage. We just really want

  monogrammed towels.

  A LINE OF LESBIAN-THEMED GREETING CARDS FOR YOUR LONG-TERM LOVERS

  A special poem for a special lady this Valentine’s Day

  Roses are red, but

  I don’t support nonsustainable

  industries.

  To the überaffectionate long-term partner

  I’m glad our love still

  makes other people vomit

  spontaneously.

  Anniversary

  Thank you for being

  so good in bed that we can

  get to sleep by nine.

  There’s nothing I love

  more than holding you close to

  avoid the wet spot.

  I love you even

  though your weird browsing has fucked

  up my Netflix queue.

  INNOVATIVE LESBIAN DATE SUGGESTIONS

  Avoiding bed death in a long-term relationship can often be a struggle. The following lesbian-approved date ideas are here to help. They’re crafty, cheap, and include little-known lady aphrodisiacs sure to stoke your gal’s fires, and possibly convince her to donate more regularly to UNICEF. Win-win.

  Have a cow (of the sea)

  Attend fund-raiser

  for “Conventionally

  Unattractive Manatees.”

  Shop in a suburban outlet mall

  Visit Hot Topic.

  Pretend you’re not immensely

  enjoying yourself.

  Furrever 21

  Brainstorm names for the

  all-flannel pet boutique you’d

  like to one day own.

  By “Let’s go on a date” I meant …

  Flipping through the Rare

  Seeds catalog and eating

  Kashi cereal.

  Camp out in your backyard

  Then renew your vows …

  to help transient and homeless

  populations!

  The broke yet randy lesbian

  Watch The Craft. Make out

  each time there’s a moment of

  lesbian subtext.

  Give me one reason to stay here

  Play “How much of the

  same music do we own?” Laugh/

  cry accordingly.

  Challenge her intellectually

  Write some Buffy the

  Vampire Slayer fan fiction—

  don’t be Dark Willow!

  For the lesbian who craves alone time but has trouble advocating for her desires due to culturally ingrained guilt and overwillingness to please others

  Organize a hard

  scavenger hunt. While she sweats,

  enjoy solitude.

  Make it all about her

  Let your lady pick

  which documentary on

  human rights to watch.

  Put your love to the test

  Build an IKEA

  bed frame together. No one

  stabbed to death? You pass.

  HOW YOUR GIRL- OR BOIFRIEND WILL PROBABLY PROPOSE

  Spell out “Marry me?”

  in millet on the vegan

  carob muffin cake.

  Buy a shelter dog.

  Name it a combo of your

  hyphenated names.

  She asks you with a

  note on your cat from your shared

  Instagram account.

  By replacing page

  of Malm dresser instructions

  with crude ring drawing.

  On the back of your

  Sleater-Kinney shirt, writes “Be

  my Joey Ramone?”

  HOW LESBIAN SEX WORKS

  Lesbian sex has been confounding people since the dawn of cucumbers. What is it that two women do together in bed, when they’re not perfecting their cross-stitch or creating nonbinary safespaces in which to embrace their intersectionality? While the Serious Lesbian will tell you, “There’s no one right way that girls get it on, idiot,” I will tell you … the same thing. But in a far less judgmental way. Read on to learn the ins and outs of the ol’ in-and-out.

  THE INS AND INS AND SOME OUTS OF LESBIAN SEX

  Picture foreplay that

  lasts more than a few minutes.

  Now, add some crying.

  Scissoring really

  only appears in pornos

  or in “Rock, paper…”

  Scissoring is real!

  We must take back the act from

  porn. With me, Scisstors?!

  Strap-on sex is fun,

  until you realize you

  don’t know when to stop.

  It’s just like “porn for

  women” but with less soothing

  flute music playing.

  It’s like girl-girl porn,

  but we don’t compliment each

  other’s landing strips.

  It’s like porn—we can’t

  stop penetrating each other

  with stilettos!

  There’s not one right way

  lesbians get it on. There

  are, like, four at least.

  Time is built in for

  improv homophone lessons

  and bird metaphors.

  Pour the wine, light the

  fire, argue over what she

  said eight months ago.

  Lesbian foreplay:

  Strip every time Rachel

  Maddow makes a pun.

  It is like straight sex,

&nb
sp; but everyone ends up with

  some hair in her mouth.

  It’s like straight sex, but

  afterward we ask ourselves,

  “We just had sex, right?”

  I can’t give away

  the secrets but will say it

  involves dream catchers.

  We don’t have sex; we

  just pet each other until

  a man comes along.

  It’s like straight sex, but

  the little spoon is determined

  by lottery.

  It’s like hetero

  sex, but sometimes our penises

  glow in the dark.

  It’s like straight sex, but

  we don’t have to rub one out

  ourselves afterward.

  It’s like straight sex—same

  regrets, insecurities—

  but with more laundry.

  It’s like straight sex, but

  by “sex,” I mean deconstructing

  patriarchy.

  It’s like straight sex, but

  less worries about whether

  your nipples “look weird.”

  Lesbian sex is

  like water polo—no one

  really knows the rules.

  Why you should be proud

  to have small hands: picking teeth,

  sewing, and fisting.

  Advanced techniques

  It’s like straight sex but

  with frequent trips to Michaels

  for more soy candles.

  Putting the anal back in analysis

  Can I Freudian

  slip my finger inside your

  Jung, supple body?

  Who has time for sex?

  We’re far too busy

  slowly shedding our matching

  cheerleading outfits.

  Options are limitless

  Penises are like

  boy bands: they can only move

  in One Direction.

  IF THE FIFTY SHADES SERIES HAD BEEN WRITTEN BY A QUEER LADY

  Fifty Shades of Spay

  Protagonist finds

  herself enslaved by CUTEST

  tripod tabby cat.

  Fifty Shades of Stay

  Surprise! That “contract”

  you signed was for our new time-

  share in Provincetown!

  Fifty Shades of Gay

  A bisexual

  is born and no one questions

  her identity.

  Fifty Shades of Old Bay

  Two industrious

  gals spend all night … arranging

  their spice cabinet.

  Fifty Shades of Essay

  A lesbian tome

  on all that’s wrong with the books.

  In Papyrus font.

  Fifty Shades of Bombay

  In which a woman’s

  kink is revealed to be lip-

  syncing in saris.

  Fifty Shades of Tanqueray

  A very drunk gal

  tries to seduce a fountain

  for seven hours.

  Fifty Shades of A.A.

  Two sober gals quickly

  realize they’re incompatible.

  And move on.

  Fifty Shades of Okay

  Two women meet, and

  they both respect each other’s

  boundaries. The End.

  Fifty Shades of Bray

  A lesbian tries

  to explain the timeless allure

  of Fran Drescher.

  Fifty Shades of Sasha Grey

  Lesbian admits

  she has pubic hair. Her sex

  life remains fine, thanks.

  Fifty Shades of Buffet

  Two ladies give new

  meaning to the phrase “all you

  can eat.” Then they nap.

  Fifty Shades of Sallie Mae

  A forty-four-year-

  old woman finally pays

  off her student loans!

  Fifty Shades of Crochet

  Postbreakup, two girls

  keep hosting the club that they

  founded: Knit Happens.

  Fifty Shades of Sick Pay

  Pro bono lawyers

  fall in love during a case

  on workers’ comp rights.

  Fifty Shades of Papier-Mâché

  A woman pretends

  to be impressed by her date’s

  wallpaper paste art.

  Fifty Shades of Hey Girl Hey

  It’s just like the real

  books, but with Ryan Gosling,

  whom lesbians love.

  Fifty Shades of Hit the Hay

  Two buxom beauties

  learn the importance of a

  good night of REM sleep.

  HOW LESBIAN SEX WORKS IN LONG-TERM COUPLES

  It is our two-week

  anniversary! Break out

  the organic lube!

  Baby, could you flip

  me over? My left foot is

  totally asleep.

  I’m gonna rip that

  grandpa sweater right offa

  you when we get home.

  You wanna have sex

  tonight? Okay, but you have

  to do all the work.

  It’s oddly not a

  turnoff when you eat pasta

  out of the strainer.

  The sweatpants from Old

  Navy manage to stay on

  the entire time.

  It’s midnight! If you

  wanted a piece of this, you

  should have asked at ten.

  But I just washed the

  sheets! Okay, fine, I’ll arrange

  towels artfully.

  Three times in one week!

  My, it’s just like we’re twenty-

  one years old again!

  Let’s wait till after

  Orange Is the New Black. No,

  the next episode.

  Nibbling her makes you

  realize you’re hungry, so

  you stop for waffles.

  Mmm, I can’t wait to

  sit on your face for, like, five

  minutes ’cause my knees.

  She whips out restraints.

  You shiver with delight, say:

  “Wait, let me pee first.”

  You might not want to

  go downtown tonight—there’s a

  southern wind blowin’.

  I would love to fuck

  you senseless … but I just ate

  all that saag paneer.

  That’s right, baby, right

  there, get that tax refund, don’t

  stop, get it, get it.

  Someone has to clean

  off the clothes on the bed first.

  No? Then tomorrow.

  For the love of all

  that’s sacred: It’s called foreplay.

  Think outside my box!

  The G-spot is like

  mercantilism. I know

  it exists. That’s it.

  It’s like straight sex, but

  you aren’t labeled a slut for

  fucking on the date.

  It’s like straight sex but

  with more slouchy blazers and

  P!nk dance remixes.

  When lesbians say

  “all night long,” they do not mean

  forty-five minutes.

  “What do two girls do

  together in bed, really?”

  Two words: gin rummy.

  On nights out/anniversaries/romantic holidays

  Sex occurs before

  you go out ’cause you know you’ll

  be too tired after.

  A word of caution

  Hitachi Magic

  Wands have two settings: “low” and

  “immersion blender.”

  It’s like straight sex but

  with more IKEA wardrobe

  storage assemblage.

  It’s like straight sex,
but

  first we have to consult our

  lunar calendars.

  On the prevalence of dental dams

  Ha ha ha ha ha

  ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

  ha … ha ha ha ha.

  Dental dams reprise

  They’d get more use if

  they had a more appealing

  name, like beaver dams.

  Working out the kinks

  Jameson shots and

  standard police handcuffs do

  not mix. Lesson learned.

  How lesbians discuss porn

  Of course, I loved Crash

  Pad’s “Fisting: Lend a Hand,” but

  the book was better.

  GROUP SEX: THE MORE THE HAIRIER

  A true story

  At the lez orgy,

  the biggest bed contained two

  women JUST spooning.

  Sex party rules of conduct

  Consent, consent, and

  please bring a baked good to share

  with everyone.

  Sex party rules continued: hot tub etiquette

  What makes us soooo wet?

  Radical self-reliance

  on your own towel!

  Whip it good

  What a spirited

  flogging! Maybe next time no

  GMO lecture?

  Pleather is better

  Who wants to get fucked?

  My toys accommodate all

  types of allergies!

  SEX THROUGH THE AGES

  Sex in your teens

  After a Buffy

  viewing: “You’re not going to

  tell your boyfriend, right?”

  Shhh, we have to be

  very quiet so that my

  parents don’t hear us!

  Sex in your twenties

  I’m pretty sure it

  was good, but that may have just

  been the tequila.

  It’s like duck, duck, goose,

  but the ducks are all your friends

  and so is the goose.

  Elevators, Gap

  dressing rooms, coat closets—all

  locales are fair game.

  Sex in your thirties

  We can open this

  second bottle of wine or

  have sex. But not both.

  Mmm, baby, yes, oh,

  not so loud, baby, you will

  wake the baby, oh!

  A hotel bed? I

  didn’t know we were getting

  kinky over here!

  “Can your parents hear

  us?” “Who cares! We’ve been married

  for several years!”

  Sex in your forties

  Quick, the kids are out,

  so I’ve readied the Bareback

  Mountain DVD.

  You are not above

  bartering sex favors to

 

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