A Revisitation
For Liz, Who Guards the Archive
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When writing my master’s thesis on transness and death, the above scene acted as an archival object.
One that I was unsure existed.
I wrote through the uncertainty ‘of myself in the doorway of my uncle’s house’ and reflected on how I felt the scene had manifested in my mind as…
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