I was there
	And there she was
     magnificent, glowing under the lights
	and her hair was free
and her body was free
and her soul was free
and she was beautiful
with her hair uncombed and her body in sweats, she was beautiful, so beautiful, more beautiful than me, with my smoothed back hair and my pretty fancy clothes and my shoes
     and her voice
	her voice
		it was there, and it was beautiful, too beautiful for this world, so beautiful that it was not human, because I never knew a womyn's voice could sound like an angel
	it was like
		you could hear her soul
and she was still real, she could still talk, her tongue moved just like mine, just like mine, and she was happy to be there and happy we were there and we could all have this moment of our lives together, all humans, all here, all love
	I heard
	      and felt things
		      I could not believe
I thought the night would never end and she would stand and sing forever, but
	the encore
		was
		       2 songs, the first being "over the rainbow," and that song never sounded so beautiful to me, taking on the connotation of my childhood and this brand-new feeling
	and how they're really
				the same
and now I come back here to this town to this room, all which seem so cruel and hostile
	the girls I went with
		      were not as moved
				        as I was
and my dorm room hasn't changed, and my roommate hasn't changed, and I still look the same, but my mind is in another world, another time, and I don't care what people tell me or if they all think I'm crazy but I'm going to do things my way and it'll never be the same
			and now I feel so insignificant compared to her, because I felt so proud and tried so hard to shed my skin
			I felt like such a fool
the point, I learned, is not to look like a piece of art, but to be art, and then,
			and only then
		          are you beautiful
it was a lesson
	           I had been trying to learn
					   since the day I was born