Ten Places and Spaces I’ve Split My Pants
My shorts were unprepared for a great DJ and a circle of people asking me to vogue.
My shorts were unprepared for a great DJ and a circle of people asking me to vogue.
I can’t help but think that we do people a disservice when we view their gifts only or mostly through the lens of their pain.
We drove over seven hours to watch Adri and ninety-nine other middle schoolers answer questions about culture, economics, and rivers I couldn’t pronounce.
It felt solarpunk, if anything with a company’s name on it can be called punk.
Perhaps I am a person who loves the seasons because they help me know that time is truly passing.
It’s not a tomb in a solid or permanent way, not a grave. This is the gilded foyer to another world.
“How does she have enough vacation days for this?”
But when a place is hardly (if ever) depicted, a place can be stereotyped into invisibility.
Those on the Mexican side of the border sing the request while those on the U.S. side respond with rejection, a miniature drama of national proceedings.
I don’t know if you knew about the fear that permeated Toronto’s gay scene for years.