On Southern Queerness and Representation

When I put on Netflix’s Teenage Bounty Hunters for the first time, I wasn’t expecting much. I had spent the last hour laying on my couch, continuously revolving between crying over the woman that had just ghosted me on tinder and the rejection email I received on top of that while listening to songs professionally engineered to make me even sadder…I was having, in short, a bad day. So, the show seemed like a perfect, mind-numbing distraction. What I found was much, much more.

In the pilot, you’re introduced to stereotypical mean girl, April Stevens. She is a…