Night at the Museum

I cried when I saw Nanibah Chacon’s piece, Four Genders Were Born…, with its two nude indigenous figures holding hands. The figures had sex characteristics in combinations that don’t align with our typical idea of male and female. The figures looked like me. I heard some kids behind me laughing at the piece. The figures did not hear them. I saw some kids behind me pointing. The figures did not see them. They could only see each other, whole and beautiful as they were. I saw them and cried.