I Wear the Sun

i want to strip
& spread a blanket
on the Boulevard
in Santa Monica
and sip a Coke
and wear Dark Glasses
and bleach the tips
of my hair
and pretend
everyone thinks
i wear the sun
Rob Goldstein 2015-2019

Who Does He Think She is?

When we log into Virtual Reality usually one aspect is present.

Everything we do and say reflects a single menu of interests and attitudes.

The person called “I” can imagine being almost anything.

So virtual reality is not an escape; it’s a becoming, and our primary tools for becoming are the animations and objects we make or buy in the moment.

We shoot most of our photos in a dark surreal nowhere.

That is how life feels to us.

Sara is the oldest alternate.

She used to come out when the body was little and dress in Mother’s gowns.

Sara used to wear Daddy’s tee shirts and pretend they were a nightie.

Mother used to send us out on Halloween dressed like a little girl.

Sara liked it when the neighbors told her how pretty she was and Mother liked when Sara came out because Mother wanted a little girl.

Sara had to go inside when we started school and became a boy.

She often feels lonely.

Digital Portrait of a female avatar in a fur coat
Portrait of Sara

When Mother hurt us, Sara came out, dressed up, and danced
for us.

Sara is nice.

She likes people.

But Sara is a protector.

She’s a smart street kid from the Deep South with her nails out.

She’s a fighter but she’s fair.

I guess we made Sara from what we liked best about the girls
and sissy boys we grew up with in Charleston.

Sara likes torch songs from the 1950’s and 60’s.

She especially likes Julie London:

First posted in 2016.

(c) Rob Goldstein  2016-2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Scramble of Pretty Pixels

A digital photograph of a male avatar dancing in a cave
I’ll come back to find you, I’ll never leave you now

once again,
i
vanish into
me not me
a fanciful
scramble
of
pretty pixels

streaming

on a wireless

into nothing.

RG2016

If someday I need to see you
I’ll come back from the past
I’ll come back to find you
I’ll never leave you now

Lyrics by the Information Society

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