transpolia (fragments re-set)

Are you afraid ⋮ comrade.

Are you afraid of life becoming homosexual?
And I don’t mean just sticking it
in and out and out and in again
I’m talking tenderness, comrade

Pedro Lemebel, from his manifesto “Hablo por mi diferencia” (“I Speak for My Difference” – 1986)

¿Tiene miedo que se homosexualice la vida?
Y no hablo de meterlo y sacarlo
Y sacarlo y meterlo solamente
Hablo de ternura compañero

Φοβάσαι μήπως γίνει η ζωή ομοφυλόφιλη;
Και δεν μιλάω για το να το βάζεις και να το βγάζεις
Και μόνο να το βγάζεις και να το βάζεις
Μιλάω για την τρυφερότητα σύντροφε

Taken from the essay titled “Are You Afraid of Life Becoming Homosexual?” written by Nionia Films for the Thessaloniki Documentary Festival publication Citizen Queer.

Greek translation from the Spanish by Nionia Films.

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this transpolium lives alone

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CITIZEN QUEER

A ballad ⋮ beloved.

A life ⋮ forever here.

A mutilated ⋮ death.

All ⋮ in and of itself.

All that I ⋮ back.

An all-round driver of ⋮ systems.

An earthquake ⋮ himself.

An opportunity⋮ precedes syntax.

And ⋮ the land.

Are you afraid ⋮ comrade.

Banana falls ⋮ over.

Betrayal comes from ⋮ another.

Boughs ⋮ like ink (Egyptian).

But rejection ⋮ at night.

Don’t ⋮ bare, bereft.

Down on the ⋮ floor.

Each night, ⋮ tears.

For better or ⋮ return.

Ghost boy ⋮ killer.

I am ⋮ weeping.

I asked him ⋮ to dance more.

I come ⋮ cover up.

I find a plaque ⋮ fascinating.

Inside ⋮ its warm embrace.

It is ⋮ everything.

Let me ⋮ never come.

Like ⋮ the smell of earth.

Look now ⋮ and grow tame.

Me – the material ⋮ necessity.

Miss! Pride and ⋮ bows.

Nightmarish forest of ⋮ our own.

Noon ⋮ lies ahead.

Painting ⋮ with the body.

Plunged in ⋮ our gaze.

Rose-like ⋮ all the flowers.

The catharsis ⋮ of proportion.

The difference ⋮ is absurdity.

The migratory moves ⋮ immense.

The things ⋮ now behind.

This here ⋮ (from Brazil.)

This place of ours is ⋮ sky.

Today ⋮ forever more.

What ⋮ everyone will say.

Words ⋮ seem unrecognisable.