by kawrage

I often find myself thinking of identities as enclosed spaces (or when it comes to queerness, as walls that close in on me).

But despite my conception of blackness, queerness, womanhood and other marginal identities as enclosed spaces, I find myself struggling to conceptualise what their borders are.

It’s a mental battle that I don’t face when envisioning whiteness, heterosexuality or masculinity.

It’s frightening to think that a lot of our mental energy is wasted on finding the walls that fence us in, and then making sure we do not venture out