“Every time I saw something die, it didn’t want to.”

“I have always worried about becoming an alcoholic”

Anxiety, loneliness, suspicion…

Giving magic to sordid surroundings.

“They now thoughtlessly made love in back rooms during parties”

“Your dress has been pulled
upward,
inside out.
You are beheaded
by folds of fabric.”

“this secret garden, sacred dirt

of my sex”

“Sixth pill because he didn’t love me anymore”

Cultural body politics pillowtalk…

“that fine line between SEX shared through Art and SEX as pornography?”

A response to Ferguson, made into art

The WHAT?!—Fairy

“black men have unloaded a torrent of abuse towards women of color”

“the utter destruction and death of everything I have ever known”

Grand jury decision in Michael Brown case…

“I identify most strongly as superfat genderfucking kinky queer writer and seeker of justice”

“I’d regret not saying yes more often”

He refuses to take any medication for a more realistic vision of art.

Shake free (to the tune of Beyoncé) from all the bullshit.

“I didn’t know the word kike. It sounded like fuck and it sounded like cunt. I knew it was bad.”