QUEER*SPACE HALLOWEEN

Celebrating Halloween with my fellow queers. On Monday evening, I went to a Halloween party hosted by Luzerner Theatre. My new choir buddy, A, invited me. "If you bring a costume, you get a free shot," she wrote. The party started at 20:00. Somehow, I assumed it was a casual party so I didn't think I needed to arrive on time. I started getting ready at 19:30 after having dinner and watching an episode of Neon Genesis Evangelion. My costume was a recycled one from a few years ago when I dressed as a skeleton. This time, I didn't paint my face. It's a Monday night—days before Halloween—and I didn't have the courage to walk the streets alone with skull face paint. This was from 2022. I've since misplaced the gloves. I did a smokey eye and stained red lips. I wanted to look cute since it was a queer party, after all. I wore my 10-year-old Lazy Oaf skeleton jacket, cheap skull mask from Flying Tiger, and tucked my black t-shirt into black jeans. I was going to dawdle a bit longer until I…