Drag
He wanted to go as Lucius Malfoy
not Voldemort or Harry but a pure-blood,
a wizard’s wizard with Quidditch thighs
and icy blonde Hitchcockian hair.
Día de Muertos drag for daddy
whose sexual identity is virile enough
to hold his daughter’s hand and ask
politely for candy from strangers
who willingly oblige with a wink
and toss in extra packs of Twizzlers.
And how he laughs inside to think
that this veneer is all it takes to
confound Darwin’s theory and prevent
any further selections deemed natural.
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10.28.15/8:43am
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