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the queer subject is
desired
refusing to return for fear of repression
returning as an outsider and insider
belonging and not
tourist and participant
blood without language
who am i to critique?
how am i to voice?
perhaps as a witness
to record the marks left upon the city
upon myself
here we live with our scars ever present
but every action and every moment is political
fucking in a car is political
meeting men online
meeting men in cars
fooling around in the dark corners of the city
cumming in the car
camming in the bedroom
expulsion brings us the freedom to choose our identity
refusal becomes a generative act
we learn that lines are blurry
bodies slippery
and spaces fleeting