My Drag Mother Was the Center of Our Family’s Orbit - Electric Literature

My Drag Mother Was the Center of Our Family’s Orbit - Electric Literature

Faces, Beautiful by Leah MellTuesdays were drag nights at Chasers: “Where the happy people party!” And by the fall of 2018, we were all piling into this gay club behind the Dominos’ dumpster at least twice a week with a pound of makeup on our faces. The stage was sticky, the floors stickier. The scent of cheap fruity vodka hung in the air. The owner kept promising she would stop keeping all the cash in the ceiling tiles and fix the place up, but…