red fishnets

Red fishnets
the kind with huge diamonds,
meshed, nested diamonds inside of each other,
red dress, tight, long sleeve
absolutely irresistible, so aloof,
pure hot femme.
In the bathroom, I ask if you’re with her,
you tell me you’re straight.
I laugh and tell you that you are
absolutely beautiful
and go into my own stall,

with a strut that I know you’re watching.

Later in the night,
we’re both wet, covered in sweat,
from a night of total release
to bad pop: Ke$ha, Rihanna, Madonna
I decide that you being straight doesn’t apply to me,
since I don’t fit into those categories, mentally or physically,
and I find the courage to touch your hand
as you walk past.
We talk by the fan,
enjoying the moment of cool air with

our glowing hot exchange of looks and words,

I’m so nervous, I don’t do this often,

you are so calm, confident and smiling,

you agree to dance with me,

and I can barely believe it

my ripped cowboy boots are killing me
the black slip I’m wearing like a dress

is so hot that I keep pulling it up
to show you my tights and my stomach

we dance to a ridiculous britney remix
at arm’s length, and it is so fun,
you tell me how hot your dress is
and now I know it is
because I’ve worn it.


Micha Cárdenas is an artist/theorist who works in performance, wearable electronics, hacktivism and critical gender studies. She is a PhD student in Media Arts and Practice (iMAP) in the School of Cinematic Arts at University of Southern California and a member of Electronic Disturbance Theater 2.0. Her forthcoming book The Transreal: Political Aesthetics of Crossing Realities will be published by Atropos Press in 2012.