Girl

Sometimes you don’t know who you are until you put on a mask.

Guernica Magazine
Aug 15, 2018 · 19 min read
Martin Kippenberger, Disco Bomb, 1989. Mirrored discoball, wig, diameter: 40 cm.

By Alexander Chee

H A I R

The year is 1990. The place is San Francisco, the Castro. It is Halloween night. I am in my friend John’s bathroom, alone in front of the mirror, wearing a black turtleneck and leggings. My face glows back at me from the light of twelve 100-watt bulbs.

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