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Two of my poems, “Orpheus on the 74” and “The Resurrection Spell,” are now in the anthology Ghosts in Gaslight, Monsters in Steam: Gay City Anthology V.  Queer writers explore the meanings of monstrosity in this collaboration between Gay City Health Project and Minor Arcana Press.  I am honored to be featured alongside well-known queer writers Dorothy Allison, Evan J. Peterson, Ocean Vuong, and Imani Sims, to name a few.  You can buy a copy of the collection here.vol_5

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Minor Arcana Press, a new Seattle-based publisher, will put out Evan J. Peterson’s new collection Skin Job .

The book trailer is below, with Evan’s poem “Rebirth is Always Painful.”

Evan has such a gift of bringing the grotesque to life.  This video shows a lot of throwbacks to old school horror: the dripping blood, Evan’s deep, serious intonations, and even clips of old horror movies.  Even with the liberal sprinkling of camp, this video is scary, but it leaves me with questions, so I can’t look way.   I look forward to reading more from Evan in his upcoming book.

The book release party will be at 7 p.m. on on Friday, September 7 at Richard Hugo House.  Also performing will be local poets and favorites of mine, Okanomodé, Morris Stegosaurus, and Lydia Swartz.

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At a house party on Capitol Hill, a chain mail shirt was hanging between two horns on the wall.  More than fifty cute guys shuffled through the kitchen out to the deck.  Delicious local brew and sangria flowed from taps in the living room.  When I arrived, the door guy gave me a  badge, like ones I’ve worn for Dragon Con or NPS.  This was no amateur party.

Since the first time I heard Morris, I’ve loved his bizarre images and the visceral sense his work makes.  Morris’s performance was as engaging as ever. He appeared to be possessed by each poem, channeling its full intensity.  Morris travels from silly to existential in the space of a few minutes. Here are some of my favorite moments: from his poem “Narcissus,” “You can’t slice open a zebra, expecting to find sparklers.”  From “Recession,” “I had my wings clipped so I could get at job at a nice factory,” pretty much sums up the sacrifices and compromises we make in order to get by.  From “Undertow,” “The moon contemplates the man.  I ride the bus to the bus.”  My favorite performance of the night was “Incomplete Outline of the Thirteen Steps to Becoming,” a bit during which he appeared shaken up, correcting himself as part of the poem.  From that, “The first step is to accept that you might be crazy.  The second step is to realize you’re not crazy.”  How gorgeous and affirming!  His final piece of the night reached new heights of surrealism:  “You will find a box the size of the sky,” “You will swallow the banyon tree and spit toothpicks into the sea,” and “humming like an egg begging to crack.”

Morris was accompanied by a guitarist and a cellist during his set.  My favorite accompaniment piece was “Rude Mechanicals,” which featured a lot of noise and screeches on the cello and guitar, to set the mood of a dystopic future.  I often find that unconventional instrumental work can really bring out the mood of a poem.

Morris’s book Zebra Feathers is forthcoming from Minor Arcana Press on December 1.  I am already excited to read this book.  Minor Arcana Press is a new, Seattle-based imprint of Squall Publishing, and its first book, Evan Peterson’s Skin Job, will be released in September.

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