by Caren Beilin

Living a Feminist Life – Sara Ahmed

This book is very kind because it teaches you to read between the white men, even if it’s chairs.

Hilary Plum

I wanted a structure that could consider the experience and ethics of that sick time—trapped on a couch before a screen, world’s helpless observer—and could comprehend whatever healing occurred in nonredemptive terms.

Mistah Kurtz! – James Reich; Men – Marie Darrieussecq

There are so many holes, enigmas, untold stories, and railroaded-potential-narrators left to potentially attend to in H of D, and to my mind, none are Kurtz.

Steven Dunn

Like Nas captured the energy of his New York, I wanted to capture the energy of my West Virginia.

Paragard Don’t Get One: my copper IUD library

In November, I had the copper IUD, called Paragard, implanted in my uterus, to ensure a 99% chance of unconceivable fucking.

The Disgraceful Materialisms of Joanna Ruocco

Ruocco writes to move matter; in a Ruoccan sentence, material operates as the image of the sentence, a figural singing out of the sentence as such, this dark matter, earthen, a realism not of a fiction but of the writing.

What It Takes To Be Violent: An Appreciation of Marie Darrieussecq’s Pig Tales

Text bears violence, accompanies violence, and flies off of it, in every direction.

A Book So Red – Rachel Levy

Desire expands, complicates (to staples, to other women) when you fuck with clichés.

Fires of Siberia

Teaching creative writing, my largest fear is fantasy.