Is It Possible?

Transgender Miss Night Queen 2009.

Aisha Calliber.
Guatemala City.

He has a bedroom in that mansion.

Time.com calls him 'Wacko'.
No matter what they say,

he has a room in that mansion.

He has a bedroom in that mansion.

He has a bedroom in that mansion.

He has a bedroom in that mansion.


He has a bedroom in that mansion.


Every girl has her own bedroom
in that mansion.


So does he


these

and these
and him.

But not all have found their bedrooms yet.

Some are still searching.

Some don't know what
they're looking for anymore.


Too easily,
we are intimidated by the
outward appearance of people.

For those who look like us,
too often,
we assume they're okay.

We need to look beyond the clothes and makeup.
The smile and usual jokes.

There are people waiting
for you to look into hearts.


Fashionistas are people.
Teachers are people.
Celebrities are people.
Presidents are people.
Models are people.
Transgenders are people.
Lesbians are people.
Convicts are people.
Psychotics are people.

And they just want to know would anybody still pay attention to them
when they remove their makeup and clothes;


would anybody still appreciate and praise them,
when they share their weaknesses and darkest secrets;


would anybody still want to spend time with them,
when they have nothing to show;


would anybody still remember them,
when someone more beautiful or talented emerges;

if it's possible to be loved by a Perfect Love -

even at their ugliest and worst,

even if they have nothing left to offer,
is it possible?

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