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smoke signals

Updated: Mar 28

A ball is, the very word, whatever you want to be, you be.

In a ballroom, you can be anything you want.

Paris is Burning, 1990


the childhood bedroom won’t recognize me

anymore. two truths and a lie: my body used to be

a history of fear. i’ve forged the ownership papers

to this life too many times to count. i’ve lied

enough in my life. truth and truth again, the first time i went

to the gay club was in itaewon during a summer that cracked

open like a yolk—our shadows running golden