“I think I’d be a gardener in a woods just for children, and when they came by I’d sit and listen to their wonderings. And the ocean would be nearby. I’d live in a little house on the shore. At dawn I’d stripped off all my clothes and swim. At night I’d sing a song about the way life used to be. It would be such a sad song it would make the grownups nod and the children cry. But I’d sing it every night so that no one would ever confuse nostalgia with wanting to return.” -Stone Butch Blues, Leslie Feinberg As much as I dreaded reading this book in the beginning, since it was an assigned reading for a class, I have grown to love it. I found myself unable to put the novel down just because it was so interesting and the words were so captivating. It had expressed ideas I could not, it had explained tumultuous emotions in words that flowed ever so poetically and beautifully.