"Writing is my voice."
and no one will get hurt.
DRAMA QUEENS
SOC
DRAG
K GO?-
Welcome to the otheritems. ![]()
Sissy? No one else was called
it except me. The name
belonged to only me.
VICTORIA F.-
Victor was another
scientist in your family and his work
LEARNING WITH SISSY-
dressed as a sheep.
because I wanted to be beautiful.
GROWING AND
ever let another person out drama queen you.
GINGER
bag lady on one end, the prostitute on the other end and
the
the middle of an ocean inside
the mouth of a big ass whale?
then I can work a fab
gay
wedding in Frogville.
a Lesbian book fair in Beaver,
Oklahoma
FROGVILLE OKLAHOMA
-If I can put on
HIS BOYFRIEND IN
taking a deadly leap.
by poison, one homo by sleep, one homo by
swinging from the rafters with a whip in her hand, she has
TAILS
- I'm a gay sperm!!
side of the dryer, the land of missing socks and
miscellaneous
me everlasting love. Which
would
you choose?
PLAYGROUND -
Look at me. Look at the way I walk and talk.
I am different.
ROBERT MATSON
Playwright- Theatre Artist
BENEATH THE ZIPPER
-
I was sitting in the movie
theatre when a pair of forty foot boobs stared
RENFIELD -Master promised me
everlasting life. Otto promised
INSERT
GAY CHARACTER HERE -
Nobody
here wants a bi-sexual elf!
BEFORE THE PARADE PASSES
turkey for Thanksgiving but our holiday is Pride day and we
A GATHERING-
One homo
THE QUEEN'S
TWISTED AND DIVERSE
BENCH -
The
SO MY SON MARRIED
WHERE'D MY
GRIMSBY CURSE -
All the history is finally
inside my out
who I really am before I die.
EXPOSED-
I wore mymother's heels
was all about the dead and new
life. MR. AND MISTER
- We are two men who
love each other and the country is not ready for us nor will
it
ever be.
FLOAT!-Why in drag hell are we in
Am I dead?
back at me from the screen and I
shouted, "Where is the penis?!"
B
Nun in between,
so
stay in your own space
Y -
Families celebrate Christmas,eatturn into one giant gay rainbow.
THE
head, now I can fill my family tree to find
BED -
If the Queen doesn't have one
another over the bed playing "patty-cake",
The rule in this dressing room is to never
Love art in yourself and not yourself in art. - Stanislavski
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