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The doctors scraped my mothers skin for hours until the cancer was gone. It wasn’t actually her skin, it was my grandfather’s, she says our skin comes from him. She says she needs to get a wig. I want to study the shape of her skull, to lather something soothing there and whisper sweet nothings
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You can watch a performance of this piece here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnisg2eknuM Version 1: The letter to my husband and our therapist. My Truth. Queerness cums from Earth, Water, Life. Queerness is about embracing the magic all around us. About play, about breaking all the rules in the stories I was and, am still, being fed. Queerness
