“how cruel is it, that i only get to be myself as a costume? i do not get to savor the masculine cut of my clothes, or the illusion of short hair, or the fleeting joy of my skin feeling like mine. instead, i have to worry if my boyhood is convincing enough to keep me safe. there is no joy in that, only fear.” - the spirit bares its teeth by andrew joseph white
Congratulations to all the people who read the spirit bares it's teeth and making a good and exhaustive analysis of the book because i don't even have words the dog that live in my brain is just howling and barking
THIS SCENE DESTROYED ME. perfectly captured the sacred moment of meeting another trans person for the first time. god. GOD. "my names comes and I throw it to her like a lifeline. I desperately want her to grab it. 'silas.'" sobbing screaming etc
trying to reupload this PART 2
i mostly live on Instagram but thought i'd share my hfwu + tsbit fanart onto tumblr as well
(I'm insane about this book)
I do not get to savor the masculine cut of my clothes, or the illusion of short hair, or the feeting joy of my skin feeling like mine. Instead, I have to worry if my boyhood is convincing enough to keep me safe.
There is no joy in that. Only fear.
—The Spirit Bares It’s Teeth by Andrew Joseph White
The Spirit Bares Its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White releases today, so I’m sharing the exclusive print I designed for it!! These were included with the book pre-orders placed through the publisher. Check it out if you’re looking for an explicitly queer horror story full of ghosts and guts 👁 ✂️