“Finally I nervously—and silently—turned around to leave. "You think you’re so great, but you’re just a fucking twink!" he screamed. I rushed out the door, with no idea what the man was talking about. I rejoined my friends on the dance floor, and they told me it only meant I was young, thin and pretty. "He’s just jealous"— Thomas Rogers, What Comes After The Twink? July 11th, 2013
http://www.theawl.com/2013/07/what-comes-after-the-twink
Miss Roger’s essay reminds me of an aspect of gay twinkiness that I noticed with many of the comments by the poetry queens in Lambda Report. It seemed to me many of them were either 1) just jealous of Demitri Dimitrov for his literary talent & success or 2) they were miffed they hadn’t been invited to the Wilde Boys salon soirees…
Winston Leyland was always saying the same thing about other publishers and bad reviews by critics: “Oh, they’re just jealous, honey.”
The only thing about twinks that makes me jealous runs along the lines of Catullus’ laments about Juventius. He dishes the competition and trashes the other chicken queens in so many of his classic twink-ditty poems. Half the fun of reading Miss Catullus is the trashy things she says about other chicken queens.
Even though CHICKEN sold 4000 copies and got many nice reviews, just writing, publishing, chatting, gossiping about twinks ends up like you said: Who cares? Maybe it’s just one of my guilty pleasures observing other queens getting into cat-fights about anything under the sun? Oh, Justine Bieber... where are you when I need you? :-)
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