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Adrienne Raphel’s new poetry collection, Our Dark Academia, deftly blurs the lines between performance, play, and identity. Seemingly autobiographical and written throughout the “Pandemic years” (2020-?), the poems in this collection are delicately and surprisingly interwoven.
Motifs like an upcoming birthday, a lost piece of jewelry (a family heirloom), and an addiction to online shopping spiral throughout the poems.… read more.
Camille T. Dungy was born in Denver but moved often. It is no surprise, then, that the poetry in her collection Trophic Cascade is filled with motion and displacement. Sometimes the displacement is due to travel and adventure, sometimes flight. Even what might seem stable or rooted, like an overflowing collection of Sports Illustrated magazines in the poem ‘Still life,’ is painted as precarious or fleeting.… read more.
I could describe Candice Wuehle’s debut novel, Monarch, in a hundred different ways, each as enthusiastic as the last.
Jessica is a teenager in the “middle of the middle”—her father, Dr. Clink, is a professor at a Midwestern University; her mother, Grethe, sells Tupperware (sort of).
Jessica is like a lot of teenagers—she spends an absurd amount of time studying herself in a mirror.… read more.
The Runner is a short experimental film. It’s worth watching if you’re into nebulous horror, gory makeup effects, MTV’s behind-the-scenes features, or the eighties as a general vibe. It’s also an album, with the added nomer (Original Soundtrack), by dark synth-pop duo Boy Harsher, comprised of vocalist Jae Matthews and producer Augustus “Gus” Muller.… read more.
Writer/Director Nathalie Biancheri’s beautiful and compelling debut art film, Wolf, is the story of Jacob (George MacKay), a young man who sincerely believes he’s a wolf.
Set at an institution dedicated to reversing “species dysphoria” — an actual psychiatric syndrome, albeit a rare and under-researched one — Wolf challenges audiences to reflect on matters of identity and their impact on ecological relationality.… read more.
In a dream, I am Bridget Talone. I have written The Soft Life — a book of poems that speaks for itself. I fold myself up into it, a letter to keep your page. I wake up.
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I love this book so much it hurts.
I read a poem. I’m overwhelmed. It is so good. There is so much goodness in it. It is exquisitely, painfully, good to read.… read more.