One date, I’m open to friendship then I agreed to
a photography shoot
“banana boudoir”
Mm ok sounds confusing I’m into it
I arrived and learned the term “gay for pay” so you’re a foot soldier for rainbow-washing
your banana boudoir vision board reminded me
Of multiple times men surprised me in private with porn
You’d built a tiny bed
To splay out the banana and its peel
Yes that’s correct a banana and its peel as spread legs
I worked hard to take good photos
And then you asked to kiss me
Caught me off-guard
You hounded me for the photos after
years later I often return to wondering exactly why you’re the first person I’ve ever ghosted
confusion about art and labor and sex
kaleidoscoped into me
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