In 2022, We Are All Dead was a zine I wrote to process grief I didn't understand. First and foremost, I was struggling to love myself through the loss of somebody I loved. I lost parts of myself that I didn't truly realise the importance of until they were gone. More accurately, I became the mysterious screw that lingers after you've built your Ikea fur…
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