1.
When I was six years
old
I was so afraid of
skeletons
that I wished I didn’t
have one.
Living with death as
the foundation of your body
is like
Sharing a fleshy home
with your mortality as
a roommate.
Ten years later, I was
a goth kid
wearing the skeletons
in my closet.
Sometimes bones are too
bare to bear.
I tell women,
“If some guy annoys you
by asking for nudes,
tell him,
‘I’ve got something
better. These are next level nudes.’
And then send him your
X-Rays.”
2.
I think stripping is
the opposite of therapy.
Instead of laying out
your insecurities as laundry to be ironed,
Dancers disrobe to put
on
an invincible,
cybernetic self
with a glitter aura,
Slick with
Teflon-coated sweat.
In therapy, you pay someone else
to watch you undress.
Calling an analyst a “shrink”
is saying we’re
diminished by therapy
When it’s more like
dancing under a microscope.
3.
People look at others
with the eyes of a hungry
surgeon
and see themselves
through Photoshopped
funhouse mirrors.
Instagramming our meals
is just a next-level selfie.
A selfie is, “Look at
my face.”
A food picture is,
“…and look what goes into my face!”
We consume ourselves
and each other
Jumping bones
Finding bones to pick
Picking bones clean.
We make fun of selfies,
but
Every great work of art
throughout history
has essentially been a
selfie,
Creators calling out,
“I am here!”
Graffiti tagging the
walls of time.
It turns out
The emperor has never
had clothes.
But he’s always had a
damn good Snapchat filter.
