His debut collection, The Map of My Vanishing, transforms a decade of private journals into a narrative of queer desire, melancholy, and survival. Over almost a decade of private journals, largely written between sixteen and twenty-five, his narrative slowly declared itself. The right face, the right body, the right future. By the end of The Map of My Vanishing – a story told in poems – he disappears, true to the title. I could hold the book and understand that this anguish had belonged to me without the troublesome belief that he – and depression – was me.