It’s a performance. It’s not letting anyone else tell you what your drag means. It’s not really for the audience. It’s for your liberation. It’s knowing that after this nothing will be the same for you. It’s a rebirth. It’s giving birth to yourself. It’s giving yourself a new name. It’s giving yourself a new narrative. It’s not letting anyone forget your name. It’s Marsha P. Johnson smiling down on you. It’s an ancestry. It’s a black queen who threw a brick that built a movement. It’s building yourself up from zero expectations. It’s reviving your history. It’s surviving the present. It’s
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