On documentary poetics and the interconnectedness of crises.
The writer on finding the form for his latest book and the appeal of the wandering psyche.
On the individuality of grief, demystifying the creative process, and the right time to tell a story.
I am a woman who wakes up hungry. Tom touched only coffee till noon. You do what you’re capable of at some point, so Tom and I left each other.
The writer on when the short story becomes a novel, writing about the gig economy, and claiming new meanings for words.
On writing a memoir about living in Provincetown during the AIDS crisis.
At the heart of Leave to Remain is the two authors, who, like Janus, share two faces and a mind that begins as two but comes to function as one,.
How do we translate performance onto the page?
Last spring, inspired by Édouard Glissant’s theory of mondialité, I created an experimental performance salon at The Kitchen, featuring sound stories with an attitude of globality and an improvised/ambient/chanting vibe.
On writing a mixed-media novel, the precarity of middle-class artists, and the unique weather systems of each project.
In February 1970, the Black Panther Party (BPP) sought political support from the French dissident writer Jean Genet, after his play The Blacks, which had recently traveled to New York, suggested he might be an ally.
On visual art as a tool to write about narrative, creating different kinds of time, and juggling complicated realities.
The writer on the fiction of autobiography, drugs as a gateway to gender euphoria, and trans writing that remakes the world.
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The cats were entering middle age and felt despair. They had come to realize that life was not a project one could complete successfully. Life was not a treat.
Elementary Poetry No. 1 is the first in a series of short artist books that the Russian poet, artist, and theorist Andrei Monastyrski (b. 1949) produced in quick succession in the spring of 1975 by drawing on typewritten pages with pen.
Girl C is supposed to be hard at work today but she keeps missing her stops, slipping. As the train falls out of view once again, she returns to her world of desire, instead of the world of transport and commuting and punctuality. She allows herself to float into the passenger car, and her pockets empty themselves and her clothing flies off-screen as per instructions provided one hundred years ago.