All your ancient and future bodies crowded the unbuilt rooms
in my dream
*
His peach slice, dusted in sugar, left out on the breakfast tray
like an ideogram of a moon
As white dresses flutter in the wind in Beirut, so does this hallucinatory poem move between reconfigurations of the Crusades, the myth of St George and the Dragon, and the role of art as protest for global bodily autonomy. Difficult and formally engaging, Wedding Beasts is a dizzying exploration of violent traditions and queer worship.
