Andrea V. Tubig



Feral and foaming at the mouth: Writing the erotic in an age that wants and fears it

For the longest time, I wondered what it was about the erotic that enchanted me and occupied so much of my poetic imagination. Of course, provocation was part of the fun. I liked making people blush, raise an eyebrow and wonder whether I had gone too far. But that thrill was only part of what kept drawing me back.

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