“C+nto”

Perhaps it isn’t surprising that as a heterosexual white male of some maturity I didn’t really ‘get’ much of Joelle Taylor’s somewhat visceral C+nto. Yet that didn’t stop me from being able to appreciate the raw power of it, the seduction of the drumming incantation, the occasional brilliantly poetic phrase. In its relentlessness, Taylor unwraps … Continue reading “C+nto” →