**Lesbian Column**

 photo credit: Sue Hardesty 

by Lee Lynch 

Her most recent book, An American Queera collection of "The Amazon Trail" columns, was presented with the 2015 Golden Crown Literary Society Award in Anthology/Collection Creative Non Fiction. This, and her award-winning fiction, including The RaidThe Swashbuckler, and Beggar of Love, can be found athttp://www.boldstrokesbooks.com/Author-Lee-Lynch.html. 

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The Six-Foot Table Solution


Yes, we can solve all our problems with six-foot tables, even world peace.

I’m surprised no one thought of it before. It was my fairy goddaughter (FGD) who opened my eyes to the concept.  She, also a writer, was the one who designated me her fairy godmother, in my opinion a great honor.


She was in the process of moving into her new house and a little bit overwhelmed. Or perhaps scared silly at the gargantuan task ahead. All her possessions were in a jumble. Like most of us landing in a new home, she didn’t know where to start.


A while later she texted that she’d come up with a tool that pleased her mightily. It was the six-foot folding utility table.


When my sweetheart and I arrived to help, there it was, right smack in the middle of the house, heaped with, oh my gosh, measuring tapes, pliers, a brand new chartreuse box cutter, kitchen paraphernalia, the mail, more diy tools, cleaning supplies, paint cans—it looked like a hardware store sidewalk sale.


We quickly learned that the long, easily stowed table was also a dyke’s best friend. We never had to look elsewhere for what we needed. FGD had invented a stationary robot that practically handed us the implements we required.


Down the hall, we met her new office: two small rooms knocked into one big one that will eventually fit, aside from desks: shelving units, file cabinets, book cases and—guess what? Six-foot tables. Along with writing, FGD teaches, is a publisher, volunteers for all sorts of groups, and perpetually has multiple six-foot projects under way on those desks and tables.



While my sweetheart and FGD lugged and organized bookcases, book boxes, heavy chairs and tables, I thought, if one person can get so much use out of plain old work tables, to what other uses could they be put?


           The that came to me involved eight women arrayed around a scuffed up, paint-stained, overloaded high-density polyethylene table. Each woman would represent a country or a continent, no two from the same ethnic group or class. One would be a physician, one an engineer, one a farmer, one from the arts, another a biologist, a mathematician, a policy maker, a social worker, a teacher, an environmentalist. Soon there would be multiple tables to seat homeless women, a mother, a pilot, old women, a high school senior, an immigrant, another immigrant, lots of lesbians, a meteorologist, an astronaut, a planner, a teacher, a librarian, and at least seventeen poets, including Nikki Giovanni and Mary Oliver for starters.


Why the table? Silly question. Men have all the workbenches, don’t they? And the toolbelts and those fire engine red toolboxes with the shallow drawers from Sears that hold so little compared to a six-foot table. No one needs all those Sears tools anyway.


The table was perfect. Think about where we women were trained to work: the kitchen table, the ironing board, the dining room table, the never big enough kitchen counters. My mother had a vanity table. She loved to eat at picnic tables anywhere there was a babbling brook and trees, trees that would become wooden tables. Oh, for crying out loud, women were confined to changing tables and coffee tables and bedside tables. We know our way around tables all right.


Now we bring our demands to the table. In fact, we have tables where the public can turn in guns. Tables where we leaflet for stopping wars, for equal rights, for reproductive rights, for gay rights. We “man” those tables all right.


What better place to start than with eight women at each of eighty thousand mismatched tables, melding the nurturing tools of our minds, our love, our senses and sensibilities, the common ground of common and extraordinary women—pitting our inventiveness against obstacles, our creativity against the money-mad, and our combined brilliance against those who would table us forever. We are the homemakers, the housekeepers, we will set the tables on this planet, for it is our home.


And to think, at the start of all this home-making, Fairy Goddaughter, you were the one who adapted the yokes that so burdened us— reshaped them into flat familiar surfaces around which we will plot reconciliation, regrowth, abundance, a world of safe and healthy animals, ourselves included. We’ll put all the tables together, end to end, so they belt and balance the globe. We’ll spread tablecloths with the patterns of every culture and share our repast while we solve things, woman to woman, once and for all.


Copyright Lee Lynch 2018

March 2018

My latest book, Curated with author Renee Bess.
Our Happy Hours, LGBT Voices From the Gay Bars by S. Renee Bess and‎ Lee Lynch, from Flashpoint Publications, Cover by Ann McMann


Lee’s new book, An American Queer: The Amazon Trail, A Quarter Century of Queer Life in the United States, will be released October 1, 2014 by Bold Strokes Books www.boldstrokesbooks.com. 

The Raid by Lee Lynch

Before Stonewall, having a drink with friends or your girl could mean jail. In 1961, The Old Town Tavern is more than just a gay bar. It’s a home to strangers who have become family.  They drink, they dance, they fall in lust and in love. They don’t even know who the enemy is, only that it is powerful enough to order the all-too-willing vice squad to destroy the bar and their lives. Would these women and men still have family, a job, a place to live after…The RaidThis was how it was done then, this was the gay life, and this is the resilient gay will.

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