original kink
In original kink, Jubi Arriola-Headley explores kink as mythscape of promised pleasure, lush and lustral, kink as Godzilla's desire for softness and the speaker gone "starburst," kink as "the sun-soaked / surface of impossible kick" and "something loose enough / to dance in." At once soliloquy, praise song, and injunction, original kink divines the brutal offices and beauteous comforts of syntax, street corners, and superheroes as sites for Black and queer (un)becomings. Accompanied by Eve, Isaac Newton, and a cotillion of daddies, Arriola-Headley writes into pleasure's beyond, questioning "What it must be / to presume life / to presume tomorrow." These poems "glutton at spring's source, / ever lovedrunk on / the insistent gush of you," and create a dazzling, multiple "We." These poems enjoin the reader--and themselves--to "Be better / than bitter. Be roiling in joy. Be."
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JUBI ARRIOLA-HEADLEY (he/him) is a Black queer poet, storyteller, first-generation United Statesian and author of the poetry collection original kink: poems (Sibling Rivalry Press, 2020) recipient of the 2021 Housatonic Book Award, and Bound (Persea Books, 2024). He’s currently at work on a collection of essays, an excerpt of which won the 2023 First Pages Prize. Jubi lives with his husband in South Florida, on ancestral Tequesta, Miccosukee, and Seminole lands.
"This bold debut collection interrogates masculinity, family dynamics and state executions of black bodies with unflinching tenderness and a relentless compulsion to expose tyrannies both self-inflicted and externally imposed. original kink harnesses bruising, vulnerable language with biblical cadence, narrative precision and a musical dexterity to create a poetic of witness, of hymns, striving to demonstrate that 'This is how tyrannies are/ built. Like lullabies.'" - Malika Booker, Cholmondeley Award-winning author of Pepper Seed
"original kink is fixed to trick you with what seems an easy-going syntax. Careful. There's warmth, sure. Love, yes lord. And even joy. But Jubi Arriola-Headley's debut doesn't go easy on religion, desire, power and the intersections where these collide with race, queerness, and gender. Throughout, the poet's kinkiness is a crafty entanglement of hair texture, knots that upset schemes, and sexuality some demand be cut. Careful. Check: 'I'm a freak, America, a peeping/Tyrone...outside looking in.' Then the poem sets its feet to throw hands. Arriola-Headley has been watching, America. He has some words for us. Perhaps we should step outside?" - Douglas Kearney, Theodore Roethke Memorial Poetry Award-winning author of Buck Studies
