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queerly queer

from an earlier start-anywhere:

it feels like the empty west, haunted, alive, and lonely. it’s queer-without-identity, it’s never been A = A: it’s just infinite contexts, endless repetitions, and anything i can do to facilitate the flow of difference… my queerness is a wraith, a shadow, a haunting that forbids the murderous intervention. the face, saying No. saying stop. striking your reflection to shatter it so that you can finally try to see beyond yourself. aren’t you just as sick of yourself as i am of mine?…