The Homoerotics of Water
In the water, what you are called can change. And words, like water, will dissolve.
Language lies, but we just swim away, always changing.
You can’t do this on the deck, you can’t do that on the deck,
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There was nowhere to go back to. Oklahoma was out of the question, always out of the question. But then, where was home?
There is something attractive about being the subject and the artist all at once; of being entirely in control of how I am seen, who sees me.