Author: mauve

no machine without a ghost

“Ghosts Remembering the Future, or, The World was Over Long Ago” by Mauve Perle Tahat

During this pandemic, there is a lot of discussion of an apocalypse. “Apocalypse” implies the world didn’t already end.  In A Billion Black Anthropocenes or None, Kathryn Yusoff expands on the impact of colonialism, particularly since contemporary groups of people were sold for their bodies and labor. She places the

“Bone Collector” by Khalisa Rae

  They say the difference between a hoarder and a collector is that collectors see value in objects others would discard,    while a hoarder believes they need an item to survive. I believe I am a hoarder   of perishable people. Prized possessions my fingers strangled to hold to.

“Undertale and The Overstory: How Metamodernism is Changing Narratives” by John Tompkins

[An editor accosts a writer about an essay regarding the connections between Undertale, a video game and a novel The Overstory.] Q: Ok, this is silly. You’re seriously going to compare a Pulitzer Prize-winning novel with a video game? Do you: 1) Walk away because you’re pretty certain they’re not

Searching for Place: An Interview with Jennifer Case by Gabrielle Lawrence

  In Sawbill: A Search for Place, Dr. Jennifer Case explores her relationship to home and belonging in “an inherently mobile 21st century” by chronicling her research on Sawbill Lodge in Northeast Minnesota, a place of significance and rootedness for her family. I met Jennie Case during my own season

“Queer Time Machines: Hauntologies of Literature” by Ben Berman Ghan

Elizabeth Freeman opens Time Binds: Queer Temporalities, Queer Histories introduction with a description of the 2002 experimental film K.I.P by Nguyen Tan Hoang – a hybrid of queer art and gay porn – a project of “time art” (Freeman 1) that fights against the constraints of what Freeman calls chrononormativity,

3 poems by H.E. Casson

@Mourning Tell us why you are sad/not sad Mad/not mad Conflicted/devastated/glad That ________ is dead (*click here for thread*)   So we can tell you why you’re wrong   It’s wrong to say You celebrate (Would you, in public, masturbate?) The dropping of a megaphone That magnified   (*buffering*)  

“Frankenstein’s Postpartum Depression” by Micaela Walley

“Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change. The sun might shine or the clouds might lower, but nothing could appear to me as it had done the day before. A fiend had snatched from me every hope of future happiness; no creature had

“Black White and Blue” by Ana Gardner

        1. The first time a wooden hanger hit my thigh, I crawled into a storybook of Arabian nights, And burrowed through the pages, deep into silence and inky walls   Every story a new home       Save for two.   The tale of an ungrateful boy who

“SIBYL OF THE INNER CITY” by Lorraine Schein

She is her own inner circle, circling.  She lives alone in a fifth-floor, walk-up cave. The other side of her door is inscribed with a pentacle, scratched into the metal frame with a knife. She slams the door and enters the loft, goes to the unmade bed, and throws her

“In the Endless Perfection of Your Absence” by Sahar Khraibani

It is here, in this specific spot, across from this sky, here, where it all began.   Monday, January 30, 2017 at 2:23 PM. Beirut, Lebanon. I have not written about the sea in a while. It has become increasingly harder to think about it, to imagine it, to smell

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