Fat and Queer

I have no objectivity for this review - sorry rainbows.

I am Fat and Queer.

Everything about these stories, poems, and truths is me. These writers are sharing my thoughts and feelings leaving me ripped open raw with their honesty. These voices who share their pain, their everyday, their accuser's judgment are all me. I didn't have a Jewish grandmother like Leah Harris, but I had an aunt. To hear my story, or part of it, come out of Harris' is at once comforting and sad.

Check out the rest of my review at Phoebe's Randoms. Link in bio.