I am always a bit hesitant to read posthumously published journals. Such collections are obviously published for the profit of publishers, and I am never certain if the authors would be happy knowing their private words had become public.

With that said, David Wojnarowicz's tape journals are deeply enlightening, brilliant, and critical, and I am so happy I read this collection. Admittedly, a coherent theme to bind the various journals together is absent, leaving readers a bit befuddled as to how it all ties together, but the words themselves go deep.

At one point discussing the constraints of language and at another his feelings and desires for his lover, each tape is deeply philosophical and helped me understand the mind of this artist in such a distinct way. I entered this book knowing I love the work and writings of David Wojnarowicz, and I finished it with a deep respect for the questions his works are asking.