When I was about eleven a group of boys told me to google “dildo.” They told me it was a new Pokemon. That’s what reading My First Book, the new debut by Honor Levy, feels like. It’s like reaching into a jumbled bag of Red Scare goodies: emoticons, Catholicism, edgelord takes, transphobia. A boy notices “the they/them at the self-checkout purchasing Vagisil.” If this was the book one sampled to understand contemporary gender roles one would come away with a modernized trad view of the world. “I want to be skinny. I want to be famous. I want to be loved. In that order,” Levy writes. Well, yes. This is uwu it-girl literature.
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