LOCAL BOY COMES OUT AS FAMOUS SINGER

Is this really what people want to know about me? He thought, looking at the list he had been handed Horoscope sign, height, weight? (why the fuck). He had been expecting more intimate questions (where do you find inspiration for your art? What do you think about black lives matter? What helps you sleep at night?). He hadn't actually wanted to reveal his identity, but between losing all his sponsors because a chick said to be him, and self-sabotaging his plans... Well, the solution was clear.

LOCAL BOY MIGHT BE A FRAUD

I swear, I am not. I put my soul in every work I make. I think of everyone I love dearly before any show, go back home so no one is forced to miss me dearly. I put everyone before my own self. Well, the wishing well has dried. No more of that.

LOCAL BOY IS A SELFISH BASTARD

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I sometimes wonder if magic really exists. Head tipped back, looking at the stars; walking down a dark alley and watching forms appear and disappear out the corner of my eye. After reading some fantasy, or watching a specially good movie about magical creatures, that feeling multiplies in my chest, inside my head as if it were psyllidae. Yes, plant louse because it is not even a good thing for modern life, it is said to sweep me out of my body and get my mind numbly travelling through all that faerie, and witchy, and magical literature, over and over until someone brings me back to this side of reality. 

 Each night, I silently wish I could be part of those universes.