tenderhead.

tenderhead.

tenderhead. is just that: tender. A full spectrum
of emotion presented with all the love and care it deserves but so seldom receives. This
book blends pain, love, joy, and rage almost seamlessly with a wicked sense of humour
that cushions each blow as it comes. It reaches back and forward to depict queer Black
girls as current and timeless and utterly sublime as the night sky. When you read
tenderhead. you won't immediately notice that you've swallowed a mouthful of bees. If
you have a bellyful of flowers you will walk away in full bloom, knowing that you – queer<...

tenderhead. is just that: tender. A full spectrum
of emotion presented with all the love and care it deserves but so seldom receives. This
book blends pain, love, joy, and rage almost seamlessly with a wicked sense of humour
that cushions each blow as it comes. It reaches back and forward to depict queer Black
girls as current and timeless and utterly sublime as the night sky. When you read
tenderhead. you won't immediately notice that you've swallowed a mouthful of bees. If
you have a bellyful of flowers you will walk away in full bloom, knowing that you – queer
Black girl—are the whole world. If you don't, you will leave stung and swollen and
deeply uncomfortable. Both may happen. Both are important.
(Maz Hedgehog)

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