queer values

sweat glistens, like diamonds, like crystals packaging the body's heat away. a heat born of movement, desire, & need. or are you running away from something?

the energy it takes to deflect or avoid could be energy spent trying to solve a/the problem.

the work of moralising is the work of otherising. to determine the values or intellectual weights is an exercise that can only be done by constituting a frame of reference, destituting an outside. private establishments are littered with my least favourite category error - family restaurants, family movies, family orgies and whatnot. what is this homogenised conception of ‘family values’. every family has different values, the exact map, the weights, the precise co-ordinate of the story of their coming together.

my favourite ufn dialogue exchange is in the reel ghar ghar, where the husband says “because i love you!” and the wife asks “why?”.

someone play kiwi, harry styles is having my baby, it's none of my business!

queerness owns its dispossession. build your interiority, i’m slipping away anyway.

feel my weights, in my step, in my pauses. there is no subtext here, i’m stumbling w grace, tripping in tango. michael hadreas makes a song for queens, claiming ‘no family is safe when i sashay’, declan mckenna screams back three years later, ‘so make me your queen!’

the families are safe, spinning like circles of hell-the devil’s advocates and the lord’s lands. i’m sashaying cuz i drank too much, i know life gets better, and it's mostly softened in retrospect, i just wish heath ledger had loved jake gyllenhaal enough.