Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about endings.
One day you realize there are only so many more mornings in this home. So many walks down these streets. So many ordinary dinners, familiar routines, chance encounters, and moments with people you love before something changes.
Do you like phallic priests? 🍆⛪️
How about stories of survival?
Then you'll love Father Marc Gauss’ book, What Tried to Kill Me Had Many Names!
Out tomorrow wherever books are sold.
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Yes, I wrote a book about reclaiming the body as sacred, overcoming shame, and embracing your full self.
Why do you ask? 😇
Is this how you get a book deal? Apparently “life, death, gay priests, and semen” is a viable pitch. 😂
The cover is finally here—and Ecstaticism: A Transmission from the Threshold is officially available for preorder. ✨
Part memoir, part queer scripture, part spiritual philosophy, part love story. This is the strangest and most personal thing I’ve ever written.
Preorder: siblingrivalrypress.bigcarte…








