Writing from the margins, from a remote town outside the nation’s literary center, James Prudenciado gives us poetry rooted in the Island of Samar, with its monsoons and raging storms, in a language that is passionate and carefree, lustful yet romantic, bold and lyrical. In forms that resemble prosaic utterances, Prudenciado deftly navigates between the lyric and the cacophonous voice of being queer, asserting his own identity as a literary writer writing from the fringe, while giving us poetry that is cosmopolitan, a literature “without anticipation, beyond rules, beyond warning.