“Michigan” by Kristie Vogel

ssml Michigan Moments

I helped to produce the first 8 festivals. Many things about those years are meaningful to me. Here are just some ways Michigan touched my heart and grew me as a lesbian womon. During those years we used 3 different land locations. The third and final became our permanent home. Each one I loved more than the last one. Each …

IMAGINE THIS, 2002 By Penny Rosenwasser

Voices From the Land Michigan Moments

IMAGINE THIS, 2002 By Penny Rosenwasser Imagine this. A luscious summer evening in mid-august in the woods of northern michigan, just at dusk. From a large stage overlooking the field, a young (jewish) spoken-word artist, Alix Olson, rouses us with her eloquent rap against globalization and oppression, urging us, “Steal back the truth!” As she disappears offstage, fifty figures silently …

Flirting by Betty Edwards

Voices From the Land Michigan Moments

The cute new woman I had begun flirting with came by. I was chatting her up when another woman came by, a woman I had been intimate with but was no longer involved with. (Let’s call her Dee.) Dee said, “Finish talking with her,” referring to Cutie. I knew what she wanted; she wanted me to finish talking with the …

Michigan Moment by Tanya Thomann

Voices From the Land Michigan Moments

“I like your sweater. . .” I heard Joanie say to her. Could my wife be planning to trade my guitar for an old grey sweatshirt? I looked over at her with shock in my face. “Thanks, ” the woman replied. “It looks really warm, ” Joanie hinted. “It is, I like it a lot, ” the woman said, “are …

Aren’t We Getting Old?

Voices From the Land Michigan Moments

My friend asked me to help her with her crafts booth in 1992. (We were 37 and 39 years old.) She said she’d like to do it at least until the 20th. That was the 17th festival. I thought about the amount of work and all the energy it would take. It looked like a steep climb to the 20th. …

I See You by Betty

Voices From the Land Michigan Moments

I had broken up with my girlfriend several months before and was still feeling raw and sad during fest. One night, two of my buddies got supper with me. We sat on the ground just beyond the food line for main kitchen–one big-hearted butch dyke on one side of me and one sweet butch dyke on the other. I had …