Martine Giguère looking cool in 1985, at the New England Women’s Musical Retreat. Photo by Beth Karbe

Martine’s Pagoda memories: the ocean, carpentry, and collaboration with lesbians there, which “got me on my feet and gave a direction to my life.” 

Mindy Dyke sought out the dykes when she moved from the Bronx to Miami when she was twenty-two, and did she ever find them!

Falcon River being nuzzled by her horse, Flame, in 2005

There’s nothing about me that’s masculine. Every aspect of me, at the cellular level, is female. I was born female; I live female. Butch women like me embody the full spectrum of womanhood.