for Queer Ecologies
Holes
Behold a gap
an orifice, a wound—
portal to the unknown
A sign that beyond its opening
there is another world,
potential for so much more.
How many holes are in the human body? There’s the mouth, the ears, the nostrils, anus, vagina, urethra, umbilicus. Any piercings you may have. Once you include the pores of the skin, there are millions of holes.
We stuff our holes. We avoid them. We fantasize about them. We push life out of them. We hide things in them. We fear them. We release fluids through them. And sometimes they leak, ache, quiver, pulsing rhythmically as if to send a message to us…no, to the great beyond.
Some believe that the universe itself was birthed from a giant hole. According to cosmologist Nikodem Popławski, the infamous Big Bang may have been the ejection of matter from a black hole in another universe. The story is full of theoretical holes, existing in the unprovable realm of things, since no one knows what lies beyond the event horizon. The ultimate hole contains the ultimate mystery.
Perhaps a goddex of some kind, overflowing with tremendous desire on their side of the Universal divide, created a most glorious hole and began to fill it with everything we know, love, and hate, thus instilling the primordial need for filling, filling, filling holes.
Holes are the universal manifestation of all that we, humans and other-than-humans, desire, fear, and need to survive. [see MONSTER] Rodents, rabbits, raccoons, and snakes all stuff their bodies into holes for safety and warmth. A hole is the puncture we make when placing a seed into fertile soil, implanting the desire for abundance. Every hole is an opportunity and for that all holes are risky. Not all seeds grow, not all holes make good homes, some holes go viral, and some have enemies on the other side. To holes we bring our hands, mouths, and genitals with hope that we will be met with pleasure, with a taste of what we lack. Will we encounter emptiness, pain, pleasure—or even glory?
Cy X with QuERC, 2025