Projections of the body floodlight with dust from the machine, androgynous Erotica tracks sounds of hypergloss. The body
appears on screen in a collection of nude images—they couldn’t contain the agro of its flesh. What is Quasi-Cinema when even light from the machine appears to be
crooked? Collateral composites of myself crack as if my hair contained gender.
The body Erotic in arc- hive, I lent myself to the digital glamour of woman of man of inbetween of neither--
I exit to the next room.
Caelan Ernest is a nonbinary poet cyborg clubber living in Brooklyn, New York. After earning their MFA in Writing at Pratt Institute, they began working in publicity at Nightboat Books. They are currently in the process of completing their first book: a serial poem exploring how both digital & IRL environments cause the queer body to undergo multiple puberties. If you don’t see them on the dance floor, you can find them on Instagram @transputation.