“Lip bit in orgasmic elevation / And I feel no hesitation / To seduce your heart out / With my eyes radiating heat / And pussy dripping warmth / My heart whole and beating…”

“Sofia Coppola could trample me in those powder blue shoes from Marie Antoinette / And make my day / She’s the auteur architect of the gilded cage…”

“Wrapped in spider silk / Bathed in river water / Licked with flame / Our two threads encircled each other / In motions parallel…”

“I opt-out of the binary & the boldness shivers dusk, how cold berates a child. / how a lightning stammers in the hands of a cop, / learning to quench his flame on an effeminate child…”

“they will take their offerings to Ma Cho Po and pray for our journey / for the abundance that awaits us / beyond the plantations and indenture / the coolies’ debt / No Dogs or Chinese…”

“That evening, sitting in the car, / your cheeks wet with saltwater tides pushing / from your moonlit eyes, / you carry the vulnerability of crustaceans…”

“And / it's barely perceptible when / you do move: a small pebble / cast from the boat, and then / another and another; the / tentative ripples stay close…”

“I am crowd surfing / A congregation of queers all with their hands up to support me…”

“This way, this way / you find nothing else said / but drink a late brew tea / on the fibro shack porch…”

“Salt surrounds / Our bodies / We drink / The brine…”

“I snuck a jar of your lemon pickles to Germany in my luggage. I savoured every last piece, every last drop. Boju, I think I have magic too; I stuffed our whole home into a jar…”

“wildflowers, sunburnt, smouldering, little / petals of wanting, murmurs / tickle my ear…”

“The sea disappears into itself. / We hold onto nothing, not even / the day’s warm breeze, white gulls returning / to the flat tide, the sun that fades slowly…”

“today you are blobfish ~ paranoid anchovy ~ rusting wreck ~ but even bleached and brittle skeletons of coral ~ have been known to regrow afresh ~ after a nuclear blast…”

“Whilst you glide away / from the ruins with your fledgling brood towards / new horizons, the last laugh’s on them. They— / with their strange little kinks, slurping on your saliva, / calling it the caviar of the east…”

“now / in this scrap yard / a part of my chassis / is a safe place / for pink anemone / to climb…”

“he asked why I raced that fast while I was still putting back my heart into my / chest panting & scared I took a fishy look at him & replied I thought it was gunshots…”

“She pulled my tenderness from me, pulled / its soft body against the beds of oysters / and lit the remains fluorescent, the better / to clearly see. She named this act science…”

“A researcher specialising in copyright law at Harvard university, Primavera de Fillipi launched Plantoid in 2018. Plantoids are blockchain-based ‘organisms’ which reproduce by way of Bitcoin pollination. In the dark I see it; I see the seed. / It illuminates the byway, it begs for / a meeting midway. Biomorphic homecoming, I approach / curiously…”

“Magpies are known to lie on the ground in groups. It is a play behaviour called co-lying…”