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Fine.

Fine is the suckiest wordit never tells the truth Andrea Gibson, Panic Button Collector When I was a depressed teenager, my mom always asked how my day was. “Fine,” I’d say. It was never fine. And it still isn’t. I’m never just good, or okay, or alright. This is not because I can’t be, but […]

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Death and Literature

I’m surrounded by ghosts. It feels a bit hyperbolic, but also it’s been on my mind lately. I’ve been reading A Gentrification of the Mind by Sarah Schulman, and it’s been hitting hard. I’m only a generation or two after the trauma of the 1980s, and as I learn more about my city’s queer past […]

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The Queer and the City

I was reading Confessions of the Fox by Jordy Rosenberg recently, and a passage stuck out to me: This particular relation between the queer/trans body and the city is strangely resonant […] We, the emotionally starved; we, who have been thrown from the void, who have turned to the city when there was nowhere else. […]

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Hello world!

I think it’s fitting to keep this title when I automatically delete it in most cases. For those not in the know, “hello world” is what WordPress generates for every fresh installation of a site. So: Hello, world! You’re an awfully strange place, aren’t you? But I suppose I’m an awfully strange person, so we […]