… bloated cadaver of the bourgeoisie… I am the one in the greaser room… nazi glamour… Dear friend, I see your pig lips and your pig eyes and your pretty pink body everywhere I go. Dear Los Angeles, stop cutting yourself, I’m not you.

- Excerpt from The Sugar Book by Johannes Göransson. Read the rest here.



End Times



Cantos for the Crestfallen

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Pseudo-Leopardi. Cantos for the Crestfallen. Translated by A. Necrezută, F. Pilastru & I. Imaculată. ISBN-13: 978-0692218853. ISBN-10: 0692218858. gnOme, 2014. 44 pp. $10.00.

Pseudo-Leopardi’s Cantos for the Crestfallen, here translated for the first time from the Romanian original,…





"Does this mean that a ‘serious’ work can never also have a wide audience? No. Clearly, this is not the case. But it might mean that the size of a work’s audience is an indicator of the amount of thought required to process and appraise the decisions that work has made. The fewer such decisions, the easier it is to appraise that work, the more often it will be appraised. (And please note that this changes over time, as conventions change.) However, it might instead suggest that ‘serious’ works that are also popular have made the process of appraising the decisions the author has made interesting, that those works make the process of learning how to approach the work itself appealing. I think here of House of Leaves—innovative in certain ways, conventional in many others—popular possibly because considering its innovations is a pleasurable activity (and not itself overly complicated or requiring much attention).”

- Gabriel Blackwell at Big Other. Read the full article here.



pankmagazine:

"Cassandra Troyan’s writing, here in these non-stop great, coruscating poems and everywhere wlse, is one of the total wonders of contemporary lit." –Dennis Cooper
Click here to pre-order Cassandra Troyan’s BLACKEN ME BLACKEN ME. GROWLED from Tiny Hardcore Press today. 

pankmagazine:

"Cassandra Troyan’s writing, here in these non-stop great, coruscating poems and everywhere wlse, is one of the total wonders of contemporary lit." –Dennis Cooper

Click here to pre-order Cassandra Troyan’s BLACKEN ME BLACKEN ME. GROWLED from Tiny Hardcore Press today. 



actionbookspress:

"After my first Harriet post, in which I rejected the  ‘Future of Poetry’, I saw some commentators dismiss my perspective as lacking political awareness; their comments construed me as denying my own historical contingency, as if I believed myself not to be a figure of human political history but an absolute being outside of time.” [Click] for more from Joyelle McSweeney

actionbookspress:

"After my first Harriet post, in which I rejected the  ‘Future of Poetry’, I saw some commentators dismiss my perspective as lacking political awareness; their comments construed me as denying my own historical contingency, as if I believed myself not to be a figure of human political history but an absolute being outside of time.”

[Click] for more from Joyelle McSweeney

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recommendedreading:

"The creature abruptly submerged again, and we were handed, humbled, back to the water. Despite holding our lives at its mercy, the monster hadn’t even realized we were there."
From “Not a Bad Bunch” by Anu Jindhal, original fiction recommended by Electric Literature. Read it for free tomorrow at Recommended Reading.

recommendedreading:


"The creature abruptly submerged again, and we were handed, humbled, back to the water. Despite holding our lives at its mercy, the monster hadn’t even realized we were there."


From “Not a Bad Bunch” by Anu Jindhal, original fiction recommended by Electric Literature. Read it for free tomorrow at Recommended Reading.



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wavepoetry:

justinboening:

#wavebooks #joewenderoth #thebusiness

A little poem from Joe Wenderoth’s If I Don’t Breathe How Do I Sleep to perk up your otherwise non-spooky Friday. 

wavepoetry:

justinboening:

#wavebooks #joewenderoth #thebusiness

A little poem from Joe Wenderoth’s If I Don’t Breathe How Do I Sleep to perk up your otherwise non-spooky Friday. 



Spring Day

arianareines:

The immense hope, and forbearance

Trailing out of night, to sidewalks of the day

Like air breathed into a paper city, exhaled

As night returns bringing doubts

That swarm around the sleeper’s head

But are fended off with clubs and knives, so that morning

Installs again in cold hope

The air…