jcpenney:
We can’t have all the dressing rooms open because of the pandemic.
me:
Sure. Makes sense.
jcpenney:
Instead, we can only have one open.
me:
Filing … everyone into one small space, instead of separating them into 3–5?
jcpenney:
me:
jcpenney:
Also, the only dressing room we’re gonna have open is the kids dressing room.
me:
oh COME ON.
Fair enough.
I just love the us logic of, okay, trans people can’t use bathrooms because they might assault children, anyway we’re gonna send random unvetted adults to where all the kids are half naked.
—melony ppenosyne
Flommist Melony Ppenosyne is a writer and weird artist type. In the last year alone, she’s traveled to Virginia as a competing poet, co-written a play on mental illness that is presently being produced, and crafted a published essay checking the privilege and scope of art galleries. Copyright © 2021 Melony Ppenosyne.
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