by Caren Beilin

Wrong: A Critical Biography of Dennis Cooper – Diarmuid Hester

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It was something like 2016 and I was sitting at the big La Colombe in Fishtown, in Philadelphia, reading Dennis Cooper’s THE SLUTS when I realized I was going to pass out.

Paragard Don’t Get One: my copper IUD library

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

Aaron Shulman

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Most of us make poetry from life, but the Paneros insisted on making life from poetry.

A Working Woman – Elvira Navarro

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A review must mostly just be a curved letter to the author.

Being Here is Everything – Marie Darrieussecq

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How can a biography of any woman not be about her sad fucking life?

Living a Feminist Life – Sara Ahmed

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

Hilary Plum

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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

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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

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

The Disgraceful Materialisms of Joanna Ruocco

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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.