Blurred linesThe envelope has been shattered
Psycho analyzing and deconstructing this new frontier
Hello miss, pardon me sirMay I have this dance?
It was unintentional or was it?
Have my excuse please
Unisex clothing allowing for freedom of space and bodiesBleached skin- a currency for social mobility in a society steep in colour prejudice,
Parading in the hot afternoon sun wrapped with cellophane,
Without a care in the world.
Stabbed to death!
Good riddance! Where is your humanity?
A warning salvo for “others”-To behave and know their place
How dare you?
Who do you think you are?
On the fringes of the society