the male gaze but it's only mark zuckerberg
knowing men are watching me, wanting them to watch me, it’s like something to fidget with while i work. my foot tapping under the desk, the paperclip i’m twirling between my fingers, the thing that runs in the background to make life not feel so singular. the silly task that gives credibility to the important one. i like that the task men have set before us is hard, impossible even.