When you were young You got to try on different identities To act, to play, to try this face with these people To try to act like THIS at camp To try to be, and be! In fact.

But me, you see, I was always Queer. Sometimes Fag or It, or a hundred spiteful names.

But it took a long time. For me to claim a name or a face. An identity just to be. To try. Like a game with some new friends. For a few hours. In the woods. On a Saturday.