“There’s something so universal in the death of a parent. And the overwhelming feedback I’ve gotten form this book has been a sense of relief that comes with telling the truth about the experience. My specifics might differ from your specifics, but there is a sense of camaraderie and certainly the dark humor of it all. We can sit down and share a drink and say, wow, this is intense and hard and real. This is life and here’s to it.”
When I hear the word “Trifecta,” I don’t think of horses and betting slips. To me, it sounds like “three” and “perfect”: Trifection.
On a Thursday evening at the Vermillion Art Gallery & Bar, where the art is as viscerally demanding as the barkeep is warm and kind, three women read from their new collections. And for an hour we were all close to perfection.
Hyperallergic’s wonderful review of Hyesoon’s recent book of poetry, translated by Don Mee Choi, just simply makes me slobber for poetry that “suggests a grossly visceral alternative to the capitalist world.”
Britney Griner is AMAZEBALLS (sorry for the capslockslang, but she plays basketball).
Griner, whose on-court skills are likened to Wilt Chamberlain and LeBron James, “represents a break from the sexual McCarthyism in women’s sports,” “proudly identifies as butch,” “dresses like a 1920s male dandy,” pulls off argyle socks like nobody’s business, and pretty much just kicks ass all over the place.
Booker Prize-winning author, Lydia Davis’ new collection of short stories, Can’t and Won’t, just came out today. Davis is one of the most renown and amazing contemporary short story writers. Watch her read from her new collection: And here’s a great review from The New York Times.
“I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.”
Just as we are polyphonic in our voices and backgrounds, so we are in our belief systems.
While many versions of these often work to oppress women and various ethnicities, Jimmy Carter has another idea completely.