On June 16, 2016, 49 individuals were massacred on a dance floor
at Pulse Nightclub, a gay bar in Orlando, Florida. 53 others were injured.
Our bodies - our beautiful, magnificent, glamorous, loving, hip-shaking, head-thumping, fist-pumping, ass-twerking, LGBTQAI+ bodies - matter. Yet every day, political and social forces seek to define us, warp us, constrain us, and eliminate us. We won't have any of it.
Dance is healing and regenerative. It gives us space to connect with one another, to love each other, and to celebrate our existence. It has brought us together since the days of Stonewall, and continues to be a cornerstone of the queer and trans community.
On June 12, dance was taken away from us by hate. Today, we choose to reclaim it.
From the door steps of Mike Pence, Ivanka Trump, Mitch McConnell, and others to the streets of every oppressed human, we occupy space and assert: We are here. We are queer. We are trans. And we will dance.
But let's get real. We don't just dance. We WERK.