Publisher's Synopsis
"They might miss you, but, discomfort isn't always an invitation to cultivate" Sex. Bicycles. Love. A city that used to sleep and now never will again. A body's intimate war fraught with splinters of gender. Invoking Lenore Kandel and Rainer Maria Rilke, Wryly T. McCutchen takes mundane rhythms and spins the world through the spokes of a bicycle, a card of second adolescence clipped to the fender and creating a joyful noise. At once tender and raucous, My Ugly delves deep into the heart of poetic in medias res surrounding the reader with a life lesson in power and granting guidance to weather storms we come to love.
