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queer


going to one of the most magical places ever

--and no, I don't mean Disneyland

(as magical as Disneyland is)

but Drag Con

seeing swaths of the most stunning sections of humanity

gods & goddesses in glitter

people in shoulder pads, kimonos, mesh tops

platform heels that would make Chanel jealous

queens who are stunning examples

of the best we have to offer as humans

pure, ethereal beauty

who grace the world with their presence

and how you feel totally unworthy next to them

but they counter with a supernatural sort of kindness

that leaves you in awe

Parents with their kids

Young people all gussied up

dressed to the gay nines

A place chock-full of so much love

and fierceness

and acceptance

and beauty

It threatens to overwhelm you

and you, for a moment, feel lesser

out of all these diverse shapes & sizes & tones

but then you remember

everyone (including you!) is queer in their own way

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jmmanley2

Just writing down the crazy shit in my head. Relatable content. Emerson '20 Film Production

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