Hunger was practical for me in those first months alone after the end of my relationship. It wasn’t […]
desire
I am patient when it comes to the non-presence of bodies. Maybe that is because there is more […]
‘I didn’t know’ ‘I didn’t know’ ‘I didn’t know’ Rhys’ words in Smile Please. She was referring to […]
I write about the hunger for desire with a lover who is not a lover—for there is an […]
The written word has been an essential part in all of my significant relationships, especially the sexual ones. […]
The inanimate toy repeats the still life’s theme of arrested life, the life of the tableau. But once […]
I’m intrigued as to whether something about recent gay male experience fetishizes categories. Besides the increasingly refined categories […]
I What do you call fuck in Arabic? Or cunt in Urdu? I have no language I can […]
Lights off and a sad artist saying be kind, let me drown. I knew it was your hand […]