 benedict nguyễn is a dancer, writer, and curator based on unceded Lenape and Wappinger lands (South Bronx, NY). Their writing has appeared in AAWW’s the Margins, Brooklyn Rail, Diacritics, and Pank, among others. In 2019, they created the multidisciplinary performance platform “soft bodies in hard places.” They publish a monthly-ish newsletter “first quarter moon slush” on substack and are sometimes online @xbennyboo. bezel bleed
after Jessica Alba, Awkwafina, The Bold Type, Ariana Grande, Vanessa Hudgens, Daniel Dae Kim, Gwyneth Paltrow, & Jia Tolentino @me_on_main It is up to me to represent myself I see me and I deserve to see me I want to help me solve I want to be an additive to life When I post I’m giving voice to highlight #representation starts both in front and behind the camera Paint over this screen with lit up pixels of your heart Bleed your aorta dry so story exists people feel less alone so people stay #woke Its hard to make a living That’s harsh reality of participating in these systems gain a little more freedom Use freedom to reject things you no longer need But keep writing write what you know #ownvoices An equal world is enabled coming together we can A journey to 100 likes too 1000 dollars begins with a single post a single # this is #art #resistance #ad @me_on_main commented: so my comments are being taken out of context It’s a crazy time this is NOT plagiarism this is a collage not a cop out this is my art this is my labor this is curation this is me thank me it is incredibly dangerous and selfish to take this situation that lightly people are going to die which is terrible but like inevitable stay inside @me_alt When u bleed over my screen with the lit up pixels of ur wet heart paint ur aorta so ur story exists don’t forget ur telling them what hurts u what moves u they already know ur blood type now they know ur behavioral type so take this message and whisper it in my ear sign it on someone’s palms write it down and pass it on find ur friends online if u rly must then log off forever unless new friends need to find u online too then log back on grow the movement between new accounts deleted accts darting beneath the algorithm that’s probably still smart enough to catch u doesn’t care u hate surveillance what else u do about it huh right something they already approved or tell someone how much u care and they scroll past anyway another representation rubs their attn as if they’re choosing anything tell them again nom nom norm Gorged on calories when hungry for the nutrition of ur sweaty skin ate so much i ruined my intestine’s inner cells with the ravages of modernity’s complex division of carbs, chew chew to stay sane mmm doesn’t even taste sweet so norm’ed i am to smol sucrose poured over factory dough i come to think it should all come like that coated in extra spackles tickle my palate flaky tension torn the psychodrama of my at home cooking show featuring eating have i ever watched myself watch someone watching themself pull their eyelid back to etch daggers on their lids wonder if they knew they were making soft pore porn conjuring the jagged wings of an angel if pressed for cash do i pay the worker or buy the eyeliner swoop past that pit of guilt keep spectating the stretch and pull of skinning pulling wrinkles tight and taut brush pat beat rub and most importantly blend into the surface, blur til its totalizing illusion cuts me open i too could be that a turn on the webcam, just a bite of dough, a dextrose brush across my chin, swallow what agony is there swipe swipe dab dab then bake til i glow full from within just powder mist to finish off my mask waiting for
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