Carbonated life, Queer

“Real men don’t do those transgender things”

I’m sitting in the back of a math classroom during a grade 10 class’s lesson. My formal timetabled days of school are over; I make a day visit to prepare for my AP exam the following day – calculus questions are opened in front of my desk.

Coldplay plays softly in the buds of my earphones. They’re learning about probability. God, I don’t miss those early days. I consider blasting Amsterdam to drone out their lesson and focus on my practice exam, but something tells me to do the opposite; I remove one earbud. Continue reading