13 minutes of Saturn devouring your child. I mold this object body with my hands. The fit is affectionate, the affection frightens. I devour what I have created, I destroy the will and allow it to flood me for instants. I am dazzled by the autonomy of a body and its strategies of diseducation. Affection and hate reside at different poles of the same scale. To begin to understand oneself as a non-binary/trans body is to question that body. To explore other ways of experiencing corporality, I seek the grotesque, the animalistic, to affirm that my body is voracious. I am much more interested then, that it be perceived this way, as an animal body, than perceived in the gender box. That it be perceived through its practices and through its actions.