The Yearly Getaway of the Charlotte, North Carolina, Transgendered House of Boarding

The door bursts open and in pops a soft spoken, hip swaying Latino. “Mama, you’ve got to send somebody down with some bail.”

Mama sighs. “That black boy and straight men!” A wad of bills appears from ample cleavage.

An angry face pushes through the doorway.

“Mama, she took my bowler!”

“Now, Georgia, you know to refer to Tracy with the masculine pronoun.”

“Okay, I’m going to beat ‘his’ ass if ‘she’ doesn’t give it back!”

A third face, “When we eatin’?”

“I swear, you kids are going to be the death of me!” The Dragqueen smiles at the mirror.