“I got what I wanted—a boy swimming towards me. Except I was no shore, Ma. I was driftwood trying to remember what I had broken from to get here.”
On Earth We Are Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong
Sitting with the politics of looking in East Africa. As homophobic and queerphobic bills gain traction around the African continent, Kuln’Zu uses portraiture to frame desire towards masculinity as soft, tender and beautiful.
