ANYONE can paint their nails because GENDER is imaginary EVERYTHING is meaningless LOVE is a myth SEX is gross we all DIE ALONE and our STUPID BODIES will soon return to THE DUST from whence they came

ANYONE can paint their nails because GENDER is imaginary EVERYTHING is meaningless LOVE is a myth SEX is gross we all DIE ALONE and our STUPID BODIES will soon return to THE DUST from whence they came

by Jamie Mortara

 75 pithy missives from the "poet laureate of FEELING VERY UNCOMFORTABLE" about gender, technology, dating, awkward moments, and all of the above. If you relate to any part of the title, yes this could be the perfect zine for you.