“Real” Poly, Part 2: What it means to be polyamorous

One of the questions that seems to come up repeatedly is, “Am I really poly?” Or, “I guess I’m poly.” Or even, “Is that poly?” And if that’s not enough,...
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Because polyamory is first a form of Ethical Non-Monogamy, it is first defined by these non-negotiables: Are you being honest? Are you being ethical? To be clear, I hope...

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Althea Answers Polyquizzically: Is It Possible to Love Without Limit?

Dear Althea, I'm a novice at the poly life and wonder what you can tell me about the hellos and hazards of loving without limit. What I mean...

Why Sexy Matters

Ok, I’m just going to say the thing. . . Consent is sexy. And why, you may ask, does sexy matter? I agree that our culture has an...
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