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    This zine, hastily made on scrap bills and voting materials, is an exercise in honesty and vulnerability. Grappling with ideas of love and loss, of queerness and exploration, each page is an attempt at unpacking major moments in constructing identity. The text passages are self aware and earnestly kitsch, vomiting the life of a 20 year old in a pandemic onto the page.

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    In a way it is a scrapbook, tossing momentos of my life together. The confessional nature of a diary brought public, combined with the every day materials that we still recognize as markers of our world even as it is marred by pandemic, brings about questions of private versus public in a world where very little remains private.