Stories from the Polycule Archives | Poly In Place
I was 27 years old when I got my first tattoo. Before then, I had been in the camp of indecisive folks who couldn’t possibly imagine […]
It’s something I used to see every day: an unassuming, plain metal key with a blue rubber cover around it. It sits on a ring with […]
“Wow!” “It’s the prettiest, shiniest foodbowl. And look how full it is!” This is what Daphne and I say to our cat regularly. And by regularly, […]
First, I must be clear: I do not consider the polyamorous to be an oppressed or aggrieved people. Polyamory is often seen as strange, but in […]