Swearing postbox - On Queer Street
Today I’m gathering the courage to do something I’ve been thinking about a lot recently, namely an exploration of what counts as “sinful” – because it’s subjective, right? I am going to play around with Molly Moore’s photography meme to do this: please forgive me for subverting its usual boundaries. I’ve really missed joining in with Sinful Sunday. Something caught my eye the other day. A postbox, standing tall and red and proud, with a single graffitied word on it. Cunt. Or at least I assume, backwards ‘n’ aside, that is says cunt. Cunt. Cunt cunt cunt. I grinned when I saw it, tasting the wordRead More →