The Island

Written over the course of two summers following the poet’s 33rd birthday.

Longing for an irretrievable beach paradise ✔

Yearning for an abandoned tower to hide in ✔

(Failing to) deal with ageing by building a hot transcendent yoga body ✔

Loving convenience in spite of yourself ✔

A manifesto against self-optimization ✔

Blasé satanism ?

An elegy for desire ✔

A meditation on death ?

A bisexual epic ✔

An unrelenting affirmation that “this world is all there is” ✔

Obsession, delusion, solitude, longing. That’s the thing with The Island.