My poem “Iron Lung” is in this badass regional edition of dislocate, and it’s also the first piece in the whole thing, which I’m pumped about. Check it out.
DISLOCATE: a minnesota journal of writing and art
“I was a painter before I started writing, and my stories grew directly out of this… The process is very similar for me: in both, I first put a lot on the page/canvas, then scrape most of it off, or pare it down, to get to what I want to say.”
— Susan Steinberg (via mttbll)
(Source: therumpus.net, via mttbll)
from Catherine Wagner, “A Landscape”
Rainy day, ugly little room.
I will make the mountains hurt.How will you do that? How ill you
Do so? The oracles talk a lotOf shit, like any
Body, make your ownSense,
Mount harness.
St. Ouen, Rouen.
Herman A. Webster, from Prints and their makers, by Fitzroy Carrington, London, 1913.
(Source: archive.org)
