


02
Gravity // Gutslut Press
Kinetic, undressed skin.
My hand
gliding across your naked spine.
In the right light,
all shivering boys look electric.
If I time it just right,
the space will align perfectly,
and I’ll reach between each atom
in your chest,
blending our flesh together.
I will undo everything
– I swear –
until you sing yourself
to life.
I will meet many men after you,
each one hollow and lifeless
beneath their undressed flesh,
and repeat
the same desperate ritual
with them all.


01
EJAY. // self-published
Whatever the hell it all means – here. Here is what Utopia is:
The Everything.
Love as a form of queerness,
queerness as a spiritual
and political construct.
An untellable mystical truth.
A dissection,
a manifesto,
a bible,
a meditation,
a prayer,
a paradox,
an intuition.
A knowing of the unknowable,
a pseudo-intellectual abstraction.
Most importantly, Ejay, a love letter.
I love you, Ejay. I love you and you are
Everything.