by Cameryn Moore
I save what I can from phone sex, scrape together Sidewalk Smut money, I beg from lovers and friends.So far I’ve been managing, right? Indiegogo campaigns and other private donations support some basic tour operating costs (fees, airfare, etc.). There’s some corporate sponsorship. I save what I can from phone sex, scrape together Sidewalk Smut money, I beg from lovers and friends. I pay for buttons with money that I had set aside for a festival fee, and then pay for the festival fee with money that should be spent on an oil change and the dentist, and on and on and on.
Now. I am not utterly impoverished. Even while I fret about tax payments or car insurance, or measure out the orange juice so the carton lasts the full week, I am fully aware that I am better off than many. My husband pays for a family plan cell phone service, and I am covered by his health insurance, even though I am not in one place long enough to have a primary care provider and I don’t have the cash to pay co-pay on some necessary dental work. There are other sources of support, too. One lover makes free photocopies and buys all my food when I stay with him. A friend in Boston prints many of my posters and postcards for free. I have a few sugar mommies and daddies, and a vast family of friends and supporters who I can tap for resources, billets and the like. My car still works. I am white and able-bodied. I am well educated and loud-mouthed. Yes, I have some advantages.