the only time i ever heard my estranged father sing was while he was trying to reconnect with me by helping me move and the cardigans came on my mp3 player and he just started belting out lovefool
- they/them
I edit magazines, read them please:
ALOCASIA: a journal of queer plant-based writing
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ANMLY: an international journal of literature and arts
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beestung: a micro-mag for two-spirit, non-binary, and genderqueer writers
ndn genderfuck crip neurodiva, find me on twitter
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