Divination with a Human Heart Attached – Emily Stoddard
These poems leave us with a gentle litany of things left behind—things more suitable, perhaps, for the more subtle shades of grief.
Lost in the Long March – Michael X. Wang
[The novel’s] layering surpasses anything like theme or plot and suffuses into a kind of aesthetic ethos which justifies the old saying: The novelist picks up where the historian has to stop.
Health Communism – Beatrice Adler-Bolton and Artie Vierkant
Health Communism thrives with the inbound hope of any manifesto—the naming of violence as a source of potential political revolution.
Though Kivland resolved not to speak about herself, the pages are dotted with first-person asides in brackets: dreams, flashes of memory, brooding.
Everyone should be so lucky to be wholly consumed at least once in life.
For any seducer, whether it is Prince or a more proximate old flame, withholding is the grammar.
All Your Children, Scattered – Beata Umubyeyi Mairesse
Underneath the narrative of three broken generations simmers the horrific damage of colonialism, both by the French and Belgian people, by racism, and lastly, and perhaps most confusingly, by fatherlessness.
The artist and narrator of The Logos has a gift for capturing the acute essence of his subjects.
In effect, Solenoid imagines a world in which Gregor Samsa wakes up to find that he is still a human being after all, and this is somehow worse.
or, on being the other woman – Simone White
White looks for a way out of herself, beyond the confines of her body, and the systems of oppression meant to control her.