I want a president

“I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste that they didn’t have a choice about getting leukemia. I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isn’t the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their last lover to aids, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down to rest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying. I want a president with no air-conditioning, a president who has stood on a line at the clinic. I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned form them. I want a black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth, someone who had eaten hospital food, someone who cross dresses and has done drugs and been in therapy. I want some who has committed civil disobedience. 

I WANT SOMEONE WHO KNOWS”


Adapted from Zoe Leonard’s