

not me crying at Calipress at 3:15pm trying to finish this book
Reminded me in the end of The Red Tent and how we don’t really die if we are known.
Definitely without a fair queer lens, which lacked for me, but perhaps bound to happen.
Incredible imagining of a universe from scratch, and personhood.
not me crying at Calipress at 3:15pm trying to finish this book
Reminded me in the end of The Red Tent and how we don’t really die if we are known.
Definitely without a fair queer lens, which lacked for me, but perhaps bound to happen.
Incredible imagining of a universe from scratch, and personhood.