Thursday, December 20, 2007

We Are Born Naked. The Rest Is Drag.

My hoofs are aching. I’ve pulled up lame.
It’s these new high-heels of mine. I’m just not used to them.
The girls in the costume truck tell me
I’ve got “nice legs for a fella”. Whatever that means.
The trick, I’ve been reliably informed,
is to tuck the genitals between the legs
and allow the lipstick
the Nicole Farhi
and the silicone in my bra
to do the hard graft for me.
The verb, as I understand it, is to "do drag."
You go T-Girl!


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