Brian Oliu parses the performative stylings of one of wrestling’s most iconic figures into a meditation on origin and self-presentation. Brian will appear as a part of the Letters Festival in Atlanta, running November 8-10. Tickets available now at thelettersfestival.org.
“My grandmother does not let me bathe her / she does not want me to see/ her / like this” Two poems by Aria Curtis, a featured reader at the Nov. 8th opening event at the upcoming Letters Festival in Atlanta.
Chris Oxley with a moving historical essay following a Russian-born Jewish songwriter’s immigration and aspiration in turn-of-the-20th-century America.
Fanzine’s ongoing coverage of the brilliant cast of authors appearing at this year’s Letters Festival in Atlanta, running from November 8-10 at the Atlanta Contemporary, begins with a stunning excerpt about Jean-Phillipe Toussaint from Caren Beilin’s memoir, SPAIN.
“Blood floods the admin / While playing hostage sitch / Inside of Fort Knox all like / Looky Daddy The Money” Poetry by Joseph Goosey.
Joseph Houlihan reviews Joe Hall’s latest, Someone’s Utopia, exploring the intrinsic link between internet language and brutality, and between work and love.
“The first time I heard a Florence and the Machine song, I was a sweaty, closeted teenager in a hot car, casually getting every cell in my body rearranged by a voice.” Jeremiah Moriarty on self-discovery through art, consumer culture, and escape.
“Moss grows here, you know? It’s absolute and / unbelievable, our countries, their stoneworks hit with moss fire, it’s redemptive, it’s the / brightest stuff when the sky is a concrete lid.” Poetry by Jac Nelson.
Jacob Schepers reviews the latest from Joshua Marie Wilkinson, Meadow Slasher, and its interrogation of confession.
Jeff T. Johnson
The September edition of Jeff T. Johnson’s Book Album Book column hones in on the warm, lovesick sounds of Snail Mail’s Lush.