Queer Little Nightmares

by David Ly

the experience of coming into queerness, finding belonging when the world wants only to see us as monstrously other.

Throughout history, monsters have tended to represent the big, scary “other.” The thing we do not understand, so we deem it monstrous.

we are the daughters of witches that they could and did burn we are the daughters of witches that they are still burning

my blood is wine fermenting

vampires love me better rotting I desire

I’m a necromancer each night I bring her back to life

love is teeth to the neck

god should have made girls lethal when he made monsters of men. —Elisabeth Hewer, Wishing for Birds

men remain dangerous, no matter the space.

And if we ever forgot our place even for a moment we were reminded with a plethora of sequels

what is a monster but extracts of shame.