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.
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There’s nothing more queer than cobbling together something fabulous out of very little.
There was nowhere to go back to. Oklahoma was out of the question, always out of the question. But then, where was home?
What was I getting out shame, anyway? So I walked away from it all: going to church, reading scripture, prayer, even the Christian music I loved so much.