Thursday, September 1, 2016

I Review Madeleine E. at Tupelo Quarterly

          Read it here


"Like Vertigo, each retelling or reframing of Madeleine E. leads always to deeper mystery rather than to clarity and resolution. It is a book that does not develop in any traditional sense but estranges. It is a work that seems to be in the midst of revision, as if it isn’t quite finished, as if it can never be finished. Sometimes revision is an act of cutting and compression; sometimes it is an act of expansion or rearranging, but then there are those works of art that grow only as you become increasingly estranged from them. The more Blackwell doubles and trebles his themes, his narratives, his allusions, the farther he gets from the narrative voice(s), the more we enjoy the experience."

Friday, August 19, 2016

New Essay at Queen Mob's Teahouse

Check out my rumination on roller derby The Quit and the Damned.

New jammers, on the other hand, are all enthusiasm, all top speed and full steam ahead. In their minds, they are already in a power jam scoring countless points as the other jammer sits helplessly in the penalty box. The reality, of course, is much more sobering. First they find fear—a sudden unreasonable desire to pass the starred panty (which marks them as it did Cain though their invulnerability is a dare not a warning) to anyone nearby even as they slip it on over their glassy phallic helmets.

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Two New Poems at Up The Staircase Quarterly

Excerpt from #buckle

"like Liv Tyler in Italy
worrying Hope Sandoval’s bottom lip:
and aware you are watching." Go to UTSQ

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Rhino Reading

Sunday, July 17, 2016 | 4pm
Village Tap in Roscoe Village

Featured Readers
Esteban Colon
Timothy Cook
Nina Corwin
Al DeGenova
Marc Frazier
Katie Hartsock
Tim Hunt
Carlo Matos
Elizabeth O’Connell-Thompson
Ladan Osman
Marcia Pradzinski
Jen Schalliol
Bill Yarrow

Monday, May 23, 2016

New Review of Loon & Fiasco

Read Rachel Summerfield's review at Word Riot.

"Readers will fall in love with this book. Even in its strange and wonderfully unique format, it manages to end sort of like a classic comedy: 'Are you married, yet? If not, come find me.' We all secretly like this kind of cyclical bittersweetness in a book, expected or unexpected, or at least yearn for or seek some kind of definitive, satisfying ending. One of Loon & Fiasco’s defining pillars is its earnestness in the face of its structural coolness: 'Getting lost your whole life is exhausting and so uncool.'"