Rachel Rabbit White Interviewed by gin hart and mal young at BOMB

In gin hart and mal young's words, "White casts a wide community net in both cityscape and cyberspace." More: 

Entrenched with poets, activists, and sex-workers in the physical world, she’s built a second home online as a freelance journalist and the “Sex Scenes” columnist for Vice Magazine. We were lucky enough to meet White in 2018 at the Poetry Field School, and witness the germination of her poetry. What began as poems for her angels and ghosts branched into works on love and work, then expanded into a map through all tributaries of selfhood.

Porn Carnival (Wonder), her debut book of poetry, grapples with glamor and image, then invites you further in, interweaving non-dualities of joy and nihilism, romance and despair, all with canny discretion. White can work this alchemy on the page and at a party, which we discovered when we recently stomped into the bar, Gold-Diggers, for Porn Carnival LA: Beverly Hills Chihuahua. Instantly engulfed in a swarm of friends, both Internet and IRL, we twisted through the heavenly bodies, finding her, our Renaissance Daddy, the poet, holding court in the heart of the room: A lavender marabou menace, rhinestone drip (spiritually vajazzled) from throat to toe. 

People turn up for White because she turns up for them. That night, we turned up to melt down into her embodied mix of visceral glitz and boundless wellspring of creation. After the party (and afterparty), we crawled into bed with the poet to talk passion and process, personhood and pussy. Over the course of our pillow talk we were struck (not for the first time) by how fluently, how magnanimously, she gives of herself and her poetic tongue.

Read their interview in its entirety at BOMB.