Queer and trans makers depict kisses long and soft, remembered and forgotten. They mould kisses that nearly happened, the ones that were only dreamt about, the ones that changed everything. The work traverses sculptures hard as teeth, paintings wet as a tongue, photography as hot as the inside of a mouth. Short stories drip with yearning, poems are swollen with want. Kisses form around ghosts and guts, snails and butcher’s shops.
