Dj Models - Clarissa Online

From the memory of her own name.

A dark, humid greenroom backstage at an underground warehouse party in Brooklyn. The bass from the main room vibrates through the concrete floor, making the bulbs in the vanity mirrors tremble.

Back in the greenroom, Clarissa peeled off the latex. Her skin underneath was red and angry. She pulled out the LED hair filaments, one by one. They clinked into a glass ashtray.