I don’t worry whether or not my writing is innovative or experimental. I only want to be on that bookshelf, the one that’s off limits, that requires special permission to access, that has to be found and sought after from a queer distance.
At a time when history-altering acts take on an almost mundane insignificance, comics artist Kevin Huizenga’s THE RIVER AT NIGHT makes thought, banal and half-remembered quotidian thought, a moving drama of consciousness.
I remember my intuitive reluctance to use the word “deadline,” when I learned the word in English, it sounded hostile when someone told me for the first time: “You need to meet this deadline.” To get killed, I wondered?
Silvia Federici’s BEYOND THE PERIPHERY OF THE SKIN is a baffling work that slides from the academically indefensible to the ethically dubious with remarkable facility.
An exploration of capital punishment and the prison system in America, how incarceration is turned into a spectacle at the expense of the humans who are trying to make that of that system a grim home.