Untitled – When I put my hands on your body, Wojnarowicz, 1990 “There are so many strangers crying in England these days…” Filmmaker Derek Jarman says in his classic memoir,…
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As I write this, an eye looks back at me from my computer. I used to cover my laptop camera with a piece of electrical tape, until the edges curled…
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Perdido Nino embodies a brash chaotic energy on the maelstrom of “Innocence Lost”. A completely maddening array of guitar licks, unhinged solos, pure thrash, is unleashed upon the listener. Such…
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Hi, everyone! Here’s a list of some virtual literary happenings to help us get through the month. If you’re organizing or participating in an event that isn’t listed, send me…
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“Dear Journal, I am Emily May. I am ten years old. I am not sure what I am going to be for Halloween”: so began the first page of my…
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Welcome back to this month’s Stars to Stories—I’m glad to have you here with me. In the process of months, the whole world has been turned upside down, and as…
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Siân Griffiths lives in Ogden, Utah, where she teaches creative writing at Weber State University. Her work has appeared in The Georgia Review, Prairie Schooner, Cincinnati Review, and American Short Fiction (online), among other…
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The texts in this list are curated through my personal interest and recommendations from publishing companies, authors, and publicists. Please contact me with upcoming releases. Understand that I will only…
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SELF, 1987 Crime and Punishment, the title of Peter Saul’s retrospective at the New Museum, is fitting. His art is all culpability and implication, no restorative justice, hardly even a…
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‘Like being struck by lightning’ Sometimes in life we have epiphanies or pivotal moments that, looking back, we realize changed the course of our lives. The new course may steer…
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My dad was not the type to buy an animal on impulse. When I was in elementary school, his companion, which he dutifully let out to pee at increasingly narrow…
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“Here where I stand at the turning of the years,” Les Misérables wails from bedside Echo Dot. New Years morning. 2020. I stare at the brightening ceiling for hours. Mind…
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The Poetry Vlog is nurturing a community of poets in ways that has never been done before. I had the chance to sit down and chat with poet, scholar, and…
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ConversationInterviewHell is the truth, the shadow, the blind spot, the thing you don’t want to look at: In Conversation with Kim Vodicka
The Elvis Machine is available for preorder now from CLASH Books. Andrew Byrds: So, the first thing I noticed in your collection was your word play and twisting language. I…
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