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Max Hunter Graves
Max Hunter Graves
they/she

I was raised by the internet and pop culture retrospectives and my perception is skewed by my misfiring brain chemicals. I've never been photographed. I am a pseudonym for a nickname, a living-breathing-walking-talking non sequitur. I am fluent in nonsense. In fact, I am made of novelty. If you were to cut me open, you would find a rubber chicken filled with a never-ending rainbow handkerchief. I do not have jester's privilege, I have jester's authority. I am infinite. I am insufferable.

Max Hunter Graves

Max Hunter Graves

they/she

Musings for the modern atomic age.