Speculating on Queer Pasts to Achieve a Queer Eternity for My Tío Cano
I want to believe that I inherited too ways of feeling joy, ways of finding pleasure, ways of being with other queers in raucous and wild ways.
Wayward Lives, Beautiful Experiments: Intimate Histories of Social Upheaval
too much
too much
Paris is Burning
look at me
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