The bunny drew me in first. She is a well-loved stuffie, fur lightly matted even sketched in pencil, form slightly squashed from years of use. 

Danica Snyder’s “Memento Mori, Memento Vivere” (Spring 2025 Intima) is in vibrant conversation with my essay “Maybe It’s Beautiful,” which I am pleased to have published here a year later in Spring-Summer 2026. What I love about Snyder’s work is her riotous use of color and pattern and the unresolved ambiguities that lie underneath.