a sea of love in which to swim
Even as I type these words, my iTunes is blasting out Kanye growling, “I AM A GOD / HURRY UP WITH MY DAMN MASSAGE / HURRY UP WITH MY DAMN MÉNAGE.” Kanye’s music is the sound of a bunny rabbit hissing — a sharp, sensitive being who took in every hurtful thing he ever heard or experienced, and transformed it into one artful Fuck You after another. He was once in pain, and now he’s talking to Jesus and stacking his millions. Every oversensitive kid can understand that trajectory.
An Abyssinian Colobus baby yawns at the Nogeyama Zoological Gardens in Yokohama, Japan