For the first time since he was sixteen, anarchist poet-cum-rapper Michael David Quattlebaum, Jr., is homeless. “There’s usually not even a sublet period,” explains the 26-year-old performer from the couch of Williamsburg’s Fast Ashleys studio. He’s just finished shooting the editorial for this issue, a photo session that had him shifting and vogueing as Mykki Blanco, his altogether-more-famous, teen-girl rap alias, and is now lacing up a pair of white, patent-leather ankle boots that put him at an easy 6’4”, ready to run to his next engagement. “On an average day, I wake up in a new city at a hotel, write, soundcheck, eat, maybe explore the city, do the show, wake up maybe in the same city the next day, write, do something else,” says Quattlebaum. “A new city, a new show, a new day.”