Vertigo (1918) by Gerda Wegener Drag_Race with a wink and a

with a wink and a smile

She is not a known lover or sitter

and a dog that knows what’s up

A sun-drenched estate

Pierrot’s pallor turns the classic sad-clown archetype into a femme Pierrot: ruff collar

Vertigo (1918) by Gerda Wegener Drag_Race with a wink and aVertigo is exactly what it sounds like: two bodies tangled on scattered cushions, pleasure moving so fast it feels like falling. The poem paints the scene as a rush of sensation, knees buckling, bodies arching, breath and perfume mixing into something almost dizzying. Wegener mirrors that heat with a swirl of limbs and soft, glowing skin against a riot of pattern, turning the room into its own little universe of desire. Its erotic, lush, and