"Like the middle picture on an Animorph book cover, I spend life in-between two states of being. Stretched over my bones is a new, hairy face that wavers in the uncanny valley of both myself and me-adjacent. Not as I once was, I’m a fresh creature burst out from my former self, shaking with blood. That is the shapeshifter’s nature; that’s the nature of the werewolf."
“I’m not a baker, but on the day of Trump’s election I made a five-layer cake that towered impressively in a kitchen stocked principally with rice and 20p packs of powdered soup. I told anyone who asked that I was trying to distract myself, but - more honestly - my motivation was defiance.”
I stopped going to synagogue because they separated members of the congregation by gender. When I called the wife of my Rabbi before I left for college, she reminded me to only date Jewish men at school. She didn’t know that I was one.
My most immediate response to bingeing [Bruno Mars'] discography, was, “Bruno Mars sings about women like a lesbian.” It is rare for straight men to so thoroughly adore both their own partner and women in general, notice and remember the accoutrements of femininity, and be sensitive to specific internalized misogyny-related insecurities.
Here’s the thing. We survive any way that we can. The choices we make when we are trying every day not to die might not look healthy from the outside. Sometimes what we need isn’t a healthy meal cooked for us with love. Sometimes what we need is a knife fight, fast and brutal.
And Kanye West, who frustratingly doesn't quite fit into any of the above categories.
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