Aro/Ace: On the Slightly Awkward Subject of My UnSexuality

Closet? What closet? I'm coming out of an antique mahogany almirah decorated with rainbow butterflies.  Aro/Ace –Sounds like the kinda thing you’d say on Tumblr.Or would have, when you were fifteen,If you were into that sort of thing.
I wasn’t, personally. I was too busy–Trying to make friends (with dubious success)Get passing grades (a huge fucking mess)And simply exist (without knowing it) as an aro/ace.
What’s that? I couldn’t have told you.Not then, when it was all confusing and new.I b...