It’s tough being queer when no one knows, and the closet only gets hotter during the summer.
I play dress up all I want—it is a closet, after all—but it’s stifling, uncomfortable.
When I peel away the lace, it’s soaked with sweat, and I peel away with it.
R.R. Bastek is a first-generation Polish-American writer interested in exploring life through the lens of literary fiction.
This is magnificent.
Hi Leslie,
Thank you for reading. I’m glad you enjoyed my story.
This piece is evocative! Well done.
Hi Mary,
Thank you, your response is encouraging. I appreciate you reading my story.