Belly to the Sun


When the sun comes out, I can't wait to emerge, look up, and warm my starving skin with those golden rays.

I can't wait to raise my arms and show my belly to the sun. Every day the clouds are away feels like a gift I quickly have to drink up before it evaporates into the next gloomy day.

Until we can dance together again let's find comfort in knowing we are basking in the same light shining on us from the heavens.

Be present. Be there for your community. Be Here.


Pride South Side Studio

A platform by Queer and Trans Artists 


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