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Michael Frazier is a poet & educator. He graduated from NYU, where he was the 2017 poet commencement speaker & a co-champion of CUPSI. He's performed at Nuyorican Poets Café, Lincoln Center, & Gallatin Arts Festival, among other venues. His poems appear, or are forthcoming, in Tinderbox, Cream City Review, Tokyo Poetry Journal, COUNTERCLOCK, Construction, Visible Poetry Project, & elsewhere. His writing has been supported by Callaloo & a Brooklyn Poets Fellowship. Currently, he is a staff reader for The Adroit Journal, curator for Button Poetry, and a Seventh Wave Editorial Resident. He lives in central Japan where he’s working on a poetry collection about his mother. He can talk for days about anime, poetry, and how Christ has changed his life. Follow @fraziermichael
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Erin Jin Mei O'Malley is a queer Asian American writer. Their work appears or is forthcoming in Redivider, wildness, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, Cosmonauts Avenue, and others. They have received a scholarship from the Lambda Literary Foundation and nominations for a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net.
I have always been a supporter for women’s rights. But, I have never been a true activist. I wish to change that.
This summer, I began a project. This I named ‘the morse code project’. It is a chapbook of 9 poems, all revolving around the idea of womanhood, the stripping of it, and the reclamation of such. This chapbook serves a dual purpose in aiding women. The circulation of the poems itself is one: it spreads awareness of the problems women face daily. It exposes the very prevalent political turmoil women are drowning in.; it allows trauma to be portrayed through the beautiful medium of poetry. Secondly, all net proceeds made from this project will be 100% donated to various organizations that support & protect women -- from survivor’s networks, to organizations that combat domestic violence, to healthcare clinics. This spread of awareness, and this money earned will make a difference for women. And I am proud to use a passion of mine in doing so. Leylâ Çolpan is a poet, translator, and undergraduate CREaTE Fellow at the University of Pittsburgh, where ze has won awards for best undergraduate poetry and fiction. Hir interests include the poetics of Turkish-American diaspora, delinearization and multiplicity in language, fragmentary texts, and the Anatolian and Central Asian folk traditions. Hir current work examines Black Sea grief poetry, biracialism, bilingualism, and Sufism as queer spirituality, and it appears most recently in Recenter Press Poetry Journal. You can follow hir on Twitter @autogalatea.
Tanya "Jade Vine" Singh is an Indian trans, non-binary, panromatic asexual SW, writer, poet and editor. Their work has appeared in Gone Lawn, Minola Review, Polyphony H.S, and elsewhere, and has been recognized by the Times of India and Bow Seat Ocean Awareness Student Contest, among other places. They are the founder & editor-in-chief of The Cerurove, a literary & arts magazine. Their chapbook Heaven is Only a Part of Our Body Where All the Sickness Resides was published by Ghost City Press in 2018. Find them on Twitter: @TanyaJVSingh.
“I’m just out here surviving,” Lakeith Stanfield’s protagonist Cassius Green muses at the start of Boots Riley’s new film “Sorry to Bother You.” “I mean, what I’m doing right now won’t even matter.”
This mantra is carried across the Chicago native’s debut feature, a sci-fi pseudo-satire that all but defies categorization. Set in an alternate version of Oakland, California, the film follows Cassius Green—a down-on-his-luck twenty-something—on his journey from unemployment to grotesque wealth. He is living in his Uncle Sergio’s (a tracksuit-sporting Terry Crews) garage, alongside his girlfriend, the enigmatic Detroit (Tessa Thompson), behind on his rent and searching desperately for a job in a seemingly desolate, poverty-stricken environment. In this reimagined present, the streets are littered with garbage, graffiti, and the estranged members of Cassius’s high school football team, who seem to be in the middle of a neverending practice session. The media is saturated by ads for the Orwellian WorryFree, a company led by the coke-sniffing, hard-partying Steve Lift (Armie Hammer), which offers citizens free food and residency, as well as the promise of a life without taxation at the cost of a lifetime labor contract. In contrast, the city streets are overrun by the radical activist group “Left Eye,” essentially an alternate universe Antifa, who is having a competition over which of their members can deface a WorryFree billboard in the most creative manner. This group includes Cassius’s circle of friends—in particular Detroit—who is trying to display her disdain for the proverbial Man through Afrofuturist modern art. Francesca Kritikos is a writer and editor from Chicago. She studied English Literature with Creative Writing at the University of East Anglia, where she was editor of the university’s undergraduate creative writing anthologies. Her poems have appeared in Plasma Dolphin, MISTRESS, Bad Pony Mag, Peach Mag, Hobart, #NewWriting and more. Having been an intern at Chicago Review Press, she also served as guest editor for issue 3 of Hotdog Mag and issue 4 of MISTRESS. She is currently an editor at Kitchen Toke. Twice a winner of the Luminarts Cultural Foundation creative writing competition, her first chapbook, IT FELT LIKE WORSHIP, more recently placed her as a featured finalist in Nostrovia! Press’s 2016 Chapbook Competition. IT FELT LIKE WORSHIP was published by Sad Spell Press in June 2017.
10/15/2016 0 Comments Review of Virginia Woolf’s To The Lighthouse and Mrs. Dalloway by Nicole Seah“It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning.”
To put it simply, the first time I read these books, I was confused. They seemed to be about nothing. As I reread them, however, entrenching myself in the imagery, they soon became alive with meaning. Woolf is a genius. She once said that to capture moments in their most organic form, the writer has to “record the atoms of the mind,” enacting and habituating her readers to fill in the plot with their minds. |
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