La Viè Est Belle

This summer, three years into my life as a man, it finally fully feels like my body is flowering into the truth of it. It’s scruffier, sweatier, more embodied. It’s melted gum on the subway platform, hair curling against pomade’s mushy muscle, sloshy late-night Pimm’s Cups on my dusky rooftop, the sweat of held hands and damp beds and watery iced coffee cups blurred into photos I scroll through to try to pinpoint exactly when everything changed.

Self-Made Man # 31: Tenderness, Too by Thomas Page McBee

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Typewriter Series #589 by Tyler Knott Gregson