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Weeding out Aesthetics

Queering Theory┬áuntangles critical theory through the multifarious lens of queer theory, food, and ecology. Creeping between the cracks and fingering fissures in fa├žades, they creep their tendrils beneath constructed order, raising chaos and razing foundations. Mutable and thoroughly reviled; they are weeds: the antithesis of human endeavour. Insistent in their…

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During the 2020 pandemic, I was furloughed and eventually laid off. For the first time in my life, I had time, and few external forces to structure it. The open days stretch ahead of me, and I created my own routine to fend off the anxiety of unemployment, of worrying what was next. I walked around my Brooklyn neighborhood every day, past the beautifully landscaped front yards, the Jamaican juice shop with vegan patties, bodegas and honking cars of Flatbush. I ran 2 to 3 times a week at the park. I cooked, able to prepare meals that felt far different from the rote task of fueling my body. I submitted job applications. I attended numerous protests for Black lives. I read novels. Though clouds of panic would periodically engulf me, I felt grounded enough to know they would pass. I routinely fell asleep before 12 AM for the first time in over a decade.