'Something has been bugging me lately, like a seed stuck in my teeth. In a review of Amy Thunig’s Tell Me Again for this same publication, I considered the memoir alongside my own doubts about the utility of exposure: what compromises do I make to be seen, and how much control do I really have over whether I am seen or merely watched?' (Introduction)
Epigraph:
How to punctuate an aesthetics of suffering, its vizibilization regime, with a counternarrative of NDN possibility? Hypothesis: be negative space.
—Billy-Ray Belcourt, ‘Red Utopia’