We started by attempting to make a map of our affinities. We started with a large sheet of paper and then by drawing a dot at the center of the sheet and, next to it, writing the name A. And from that we drew six lines outward and made six dots and named these dots Z and J and E and T and K and M and from each of these new dots we drew lines outward to other dots and some of these new dots also had lines connecting them and some of these lines intersected and some of these lines arrived at the same points at the same time and some of them arrived at the same point but at different times and we were unsure of how to indicate these differences on a two-dimensional surface like paper and so we decided to let time just collapse, for now.
After we had drawn this map of our sexual affinities, one of us said it might be interesting to draw another map. Maybe a map of who-published-whom or a map of who-had-been-arrested-with-whom or a map of who-had-lived-with-whom-and-maybe-where. And one of us said Do we have a different color pen? And one of us said I can’t find one they’re all black. And so we overlaid one map onto the other, differentiating with dotted or dashed or unbroken lines these relations, but not differentiating other things, like time or location, or things like Was it sex or were they just dating, or Whether the publication came before or after the sex or dating and one of us hating that we were making this map and one of us couldn’t understand why one of us hated it and one of us said Who is left out of this map and why? And one of us called it Poetry and one of us said Really? Them? And one of us said Don’t Instagram that shit and one of us laughed and said that the map was funny but Why do you have it tacked up over yr bed that’s just weird.