Meanderings at night, carving out a language of resistance, of corroboration. All too quickly thrust themselves with impatient resolutions. These distinctions between the personal, political and public set themselves visible, unutterable. Within a context where we remain embarrassingly hesitant about disclosing our innermost desires, anxieties, deep-seated fears, the complacency of ideological fixtures become all the more personified through the way we refuse to accept, admit.
For certain truths to exist, we must will ourselves out of existence. Like these verses, they stand out only within forgotten, taken-for-granted, heteronormative spaces of a social reality.