i’m loving reading delaney over matthew gallaway’s shoulder.
‘Sometimes to walk between the vans and cabs was to amble from single sexual encounter — with five, twelve, forty minutes between — to single sexual encounter. At other times to step between the waist-high tires and make your way between the smooth or ribbed walls was to invade a space at a libidinal saturation impossible to describe to someone who has not known it. Any number of pornographic filmmakers, gay and straight, have tried to portray something like it — now for homosexuality, now for heterosexuality — and failed because what they were trying to show was wild, abandoned, beyond the edge of control, whereas the actuality of such a situation , with thirty-five, fifty, a hundred all-but-strangers is hugely ordered, highly social, attentive, silent, and grounded in a certain care, if not community.’
—The Hudson River (via Samuel Delany, The Motion of Light In Water: Sex and Science Fiction Writing in the East Village, 1957-1965)
