The Body is The Garden of the Soul

This collage draws words from the play “Angels in America” and reflects my own understanding of queerness and constructions of the body. I view the body as something to be tended to, as the home for a person’s soul. To be queer is to allow the soul to lead, to water the flowers growing between the cracks, to survive and morph and lift our faces to the sun. To be queer is to weather the storms with complete awareness of self - “it’s harder to kill something if it knows what it is.”