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POEM | Barbie Asks An Existential Question on the Dance Floor

by: Luis H. Garay

Barbie is having an existential crisis
on the dance floor
and I walked out with red tennis
shoes on the way to work.

July has been the longest month
of my life and
I am playing Traumazine again,
today I am the right face.

I don’t always remember the drives
the music is loud but I don’t hear it,
my car has crossed the double
yellow lines on the left side again.

I am at home tonight because
I don’t have money to be social,
my TV plays another YouTube video,
it auto plays for the next 2 hours.

I log in for therapy and wait for
the black screen to turn into
my therapist’s office, thinking how
I don’t want to be in therapy today.

Solange said she tried to
work it away,
and I just want to
grande-caramel-frap it away.

The world is burning,
literally, record temperatures
because global warming is no longer
global boiling is the reality.

The aliens are here and
they just want to dance to ‘‘Alien Superstar’,
do you think it was the beacon they
were looking for this whole time?

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I play Madonna club remixes for energy.

I am driving for Uber to
make extra money,
I spritz my car with slay spray
the cinnamon smell now a comfort.

A year and a half later,
I start And Just Like That
The first season was horrible
why was Carrie in that giant coat in the snow?

The last 5 days I’ve walked past my parents’
plant they gifted me, the leaves droopy.
It needs to be replanted but
I start forgetting it is there.

I’m scrolling TikTok again,
have you seen the Hamster Rave lives?
It activates the happy
part of my brain for a moment.

I started a book (again)
and didn’t finish it (again),
the only books I seem to be able
to finish are poetry books.

Beyonce’s Renaissance,
Megan’s Trauma,
and Janelle’s Pleasure
the first three words you see describe July.

After six months I start a project
due in 10 days,
I tricked my brain last weekend
and activated fear to start it.

Twister meows more than he should,
we agree to take him to the vet
a $390 vet bill and now
a $90/month shot for joint pain relief.

I am scared.

I tell myself to make it to mid-September
and after the mountains
and after the friends,
what’s next?

Barbie asks an existential question
on the dance floor
and the answer is
yes.

Official Website Debut: Speak and You Will Prosper

Law of attraction: speak and you will prosperBimini Bon-Boulash (A Little Bit of Love UK)

*deep breath* Here we go…

Recently, I met up with a colleague and friend for coffee. As we were sharing about creative possibilities, I shared with her this website to talk about how I went about building my own website. Her eyes grew and she exclaimed with excitement about my website. “Luis”, she said. “You have to share this!”

Uh oh. My mind went blank and immediately I felt my body shift: trying to make itself smaller and pull into itself. “I don’t know…”, I said in response to her excitement.

You see debuting this website has always been part of the plan. But to share out with the world officially? To share out with my friends, colleagues, and other social networks officially? Yikes.

For one, like many creatives, I struggle with perfection. With my projects having “to be” a certain way before debuting. Be it my food blog or podcast, I felt they needed to cross certain milestones (followers, listeners, downloads, etc.) before officially debuting them. I am also a ball of unending strings of self-doubt and insecurities. Reading Anu Sataluri’s piece about the 111 portal and the power of January 11th she highlighted 3 different options of what we do when a creative idea arrives. For me its usually number 1 (ignore because of fear) or number 2 (take notice but procrastinate).

Second, in therapy I’ve been discussing more and more about holistically showing up as me. As a first-generation queer Mexican-American I have often felt that I needed to split my identities (one of them being my Mexican “side” and my American “side”). I cannot say where this feeling came from but what I do know is that it has been a tool for my survival. To show up whole? In this world that is frequently telling me and others like me that we are dispensable? Nope. To show up fully as myself is scary. Other thoughts in my head: is having this website professional? Will this prohibit future opportunities in any way? What if people see a “me” they don’t typically see? What will people think?

Who me, like this? In front of all these people? Tayce

So, what changed? Why now?

As I’ve been reflecting on my friend’s encouragement I keep coming back to this: I am damn proud of these projects. I committed time, energy, and my own resources to cultivate all my creative projects from inception to execution and into their current stages of prosperity. Each of these projects are an extension of who I am. My writing is my commitment to my younger self who wrote poems, stories, and journal entries; my food blog is a commitment to the city of Greensboro, North Carolina to show its wonderful food spaces with a particular attention to minority-owned businesses; and, my podcast is a commitment to providing space for the dating and relationship experiences of millennials who are people of color and/or queer.

I also am beginning to recognize how others’ voices negatively influence and prohibit me from showing up as my full self. Their comments around professionalism, use of social media, and, ultimately, ways of keeping the status quo contribute to this feeling of separating me from other aspects of myself. I recognize, at times, these people were projecting their own insecurities and real experiences they endured to navigate/survive their space(s). I honor their experiences. I wish them healing and light on their journey.

As I wind down to the end, I want to acknowledge this would not be possible without an incredible community. I wish to highlight some of them here:

  • The friend named at the beginning of this post is leadership educator, memory creator, and experience cultivator Melanie. She reminded me of and encouraged me to finally debut this website. You can follow Melanie at @mrsbullockharris.
  • My podcast is not a solo effort (read more here). My current podcast “Courting in Color” is co-hosted with my friend Chatrice who is a body positive feminist fashionista. I cannot believe our car conversations driving throughout the Southeast resulted in this podcast. You can follow Chatrice at @the.curvy.belle.
  • Before Courting in Color, I co-hosted another podcast called “Welcome to Queersburg” with my former roommate Mary Beth who is an educator, costume designer, artist, and a general queer bad ass. I learned from MB about the consistency and work it takes to self-produce a podcast. You can follow her art page at @meeblottdraws.
  • Fellow foodie and friend Julia who is a food blogger in the Durham, NC area. Julia opened up her apartment for a small creative collective to come together and work on projects. In this space, I completed this website and am thankful for such a space to work. You can follow Julia at @apinch_ofjulia.
  • My partner who supports me. I am so fortunate to be with another creative who understands the highs, lows, and side-to-side feelings of being a creative and an artist.
  • Lastly, others who have seen this creativity in me and have named it to me, who have traversed paths with me on my life journey, and who saw light and magic in me when I did not always see it within myself.

Thank you for reading and for following along. I am excited to see where this goes.

I commit to my creative self. I commit to myself and my voice in various spaces. I commit to planting various seeds and tending to them. I am open to what these seeds produce.

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Look Over Here! It’s Your New Writer Friend: Luis

I am a writer.

I want to start here because it is true. I want to start here because I cannot keep downplaying myself. I want to start here because I am a writer.

The last several days I began to think about what is my earliest memory of writing. I remember writing in a notebook as a teenager, trying to find a way to understand myself. I remember having my poem published in my high school’s literary magazine about the Darfur Genocide. I remember writing in a journal with grid pages as a college student trying to make sense of my feelings and crushes. Now, I write in a journal annually with hopes of filling every page – I rarely do.

It is late Fall 2020 and I am driving from Greensboro, North Carolina to visit my friend who lives in southwest Virginia, among the Appalachian Mountains. I am listening to writer Roxanne Gay’s guest spot on the podcast “Why Won’t You Date Me?” hosted by the ever-hilarious Nicole Byer.

She is talking about writing and I am listening. In talking about how many people ask for advice on how to get started with writing, Roxanne says, “Yeah, there are some challenges you might face along the way. But, have you written a book? And 9 times out 10 they haven’t even started to write anything. They are just worried about publication and I’m just like, but you have nothing to publish. Go write.” (Listen to the episode here)

Go write, Roxanne Gay said. This stayed with me. As I was driving north on I-77, driving into Virginia, with the valley to my right, I thought, Well, time to write.

I purchased this domain in mid-December 2020. From December to today I built this website. There were plenty of weeks where this website laid dormant. This website and this first post will go live on 5/5 at 5:55am. 2021, thank you for this gift.

In creativity 1 plus 1 can equal 2 but it can take 10 years to equal 2, Nicole Bryer says responding to Roxanne’s advice to new writers. How long will it take for me for “it” to equal 2?

Go write, Roxanne Gay said. This is what I will do. I will write because I am writer. Truthfully, I am excited. Truthfully squared, I am nervous. I can hold both. My creative approach this past year (especially with my food instagram @GoEatGSO) has been to do and to create. As much as I can, I try not to restrict myself. I move forward. One step and then another and then the next one. This will be my same approach here.

I do not have a plan for my blog and for my writing. There are topics swirling in my head. Some newer, some older. More than anything, I want to push myself. I want to see what type of person I become through this process.

There are moments, in my car, driving, where I can feel a dam. This dam holds and contains the water of my being. I can feel this dam starting to crack. What happens when it breaks? May I find freedom in writing. May I find all that scares me in writing. This blog and my writing is aligned with my highest good.

At the heart of my work is uplifting and decentering whiteness from my own life and the lives of others. Here are writers who have written pieces I frequently think about:

  • “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong” by Ocean Vuong via The New Yorker – one day I will memorize this entire poem
  • My dear friend and comrade Kimberly Williams’ piece for Slate on being a Black queer woman in Appalachia
  • Cody Charles writes on their blog Reclaiming Anger on various topics. This piece on Drag Race legend Chi Chi DeVayne is beautiful and left me in awe
  • Speaking of Drag Race and drag queens, Vanessa Angélica Villarreal’s piece on Valentina eloquently put to words what excites me about this drag queen
  • Have you ever read something and you felt so seen (read: called out – in a good way!) that you threw your phone across the floor? Daniel Yo-Ling’s Letter #4 made me do that by invoking Audre Lorde’s words on writing and it being dangerous.

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