Saturday, May 12, 2007

Magic Song

An exuberant dance to I Can't let Maggie Go in an otherwise empty dark hall. A man half in drag careers round on a wheelchair while Rufus Wainwright dances wildly in the shadows. I am swimming and gliding along the floor strewn with glitter and toy coins, leaving sparkling ripples behind me. This is me as a young man and I am reminded that he is still part of who I am. As the music comes to an end I see the beer stained floor and the grubby walls, yet during the song everything shone and was alive.

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