Take, Eat is a newsletter for the queer, the questioning, and the quietly feral. I write hybrid prose, essays, and outbursts about desire, embodiment, and the magic of being alive in Chicago. It’s part sermon, part fever dream, part apocalypse spell. If you’ve ever wanted to kiss God on the mouth with tongue, you’ll probably feel right at home. Subscribe for this nourishment, your daily (weekly) bread.
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