"In my house I have a metal door jammer, a panic button, a radon detector, a propane detector, an alarm system. I can’t control whether an attacker or toxin infiltrates my house/body, but I can control how guilty I feel if something goes wrong."
This essay. Wow 🫶
A personal essay by Billy Lezra, “Minor Meats” explores ambivalence, embodiment, and the pressure to narrate transformation in legible ways.
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