Lust as currency,
Love as currency,
Attention as currency,
Sleeping as problem solving.
Tweeting as problem solving.
Eating as problem solving.
Fucking as problem solving.
Walking subverts structure.
Hyperlinks subvert structure.
Dancing subverts structure.
The Taipei sky is the color of dry cement.
Megan Ross on Twitter: "And thank to the most dope, @loveleorajoy for this incredible cover art.… "
Write like how you take photographs.
I am beyond excited that Megan Ross asked me to design the front cover of her debut collection of poetry which explores unexpected motherhood and all its emotional detritus. It's a gorgeous collection: tender, raw, and honest. I loved reading and re-reading it. Go to Uhlanga Press to find out more and get her book here.
A fat man in baby blue swoops past on an electric bicycle in Hello Kitty pink.
Air so thick with imminent rain you could cut it, like slicing those slabs of brown sugar steamed sponge cake, wrapped in wax paper, sold from small blue vans parked on the side of the road.
Just cycled past a man spray-painting fake white roses blue.
The cinematic canon is shaped like a dick.
The literary canon is shaped like a dick.
The art canon canon is shaped like a dick.
Love makes humble fools of us all.
Riddled with ego like a cancer.