KEEP IT ICE COLD 14.03.2024 KEEP IT MOVING There is a bag full of costumes. I carry it with me into every new home, every new encounter.I hear their compliments but only a few really touch me. The ones that stick, I messily pack into my washed denim pocket, ready to pull on those hard days where I forget who I am. I mean, we can’t do everything alone. I am so vain.I am so vain.But I love my costumes. I speak to my vanity like the ‘other woman’ who I’ve befriended. Sometimes, she is all I got to keep it ice cold, to keep it moving.
