Every little borderline
queer girl in america
now is bolstered
by the hopes
of bedding
Lady Gaga.
When I was a
borderline queer little
girl in Massachusetts
it was
Madonna.
We would watch her
constantly,
perpetually
voguing and
oopsing and
saying goodbye.
All these
girls dancing
until breathless,
bolstered
by their passion
since their birth.