Angry Yellow Woman is Vera Chok’s debut collection. Is Vera a woman, though? And how yellow are they? The anger is real. These playful, searching, and violently sexy pieces expose Vera's immigrant-hobo journey through the landscapes, beds, and bodies of the UK and beyond.

They were scratched out to understand an alien identity. They’re a record of how - and where - Vera has tried to locate safety and joy. At the ends of the earth, or down Bethnal Green station? It might be a coming-of-age tale, but this Colonised body seems stuck dreaming of the Empire - flat nose pressed up against the window of Tesco, Chinese eyes wide, hungry.

Mouth sighing Malay.