Up until that very moment, I was 100% certain that the idea of Roxane Gay coming to A-Camp was fake. She stood casually against the mosquito netting outside the dining hall while we piled our plates high on the hotly-anticipated Falafel Night. This year bisexual badass New York Times best-selling writer, professor, and editor Roxane Gay was camp’s featured guest. She descended into our madness during the dinner hour. Murmurs passed from table to table as people realized she was among us – like the wave cheer thingy that straight people do at football games, but in reverse. A bunch of us hosted a pool party for QTPOC where we rapped in unison every word of Nicki Minaj’s verse on Big Sean’s “A$$ (remix)” and sang Queen Bey’s update of “Before I Let Go” while the sun kissed our melanin. ![]() We made dildos out of clay for “Arts and Crafts” and played Quidditch out on the main field. This is probably one of the few times where brazen is an understatement. It’s a six day retreat that’s also a brazen reclamation and celebration of queerness.
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