![]() ![]() I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. It’s November 2018, and the United States lurches towa. ![]() We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. In the heart of West Virginia, this documentary tracks Richard Ojedas quest to flip a red seat blue. Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh-hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. And the gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite. Siken writes with ferocity, and his reader hurtles unstoppably with him. The light is no mystery, the mystery is that there is something to keep the light from passing through. ![]() Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable-your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers-and pretend they’re across the room. Selected by Nobel Prize laureate and competition judge Louise Gluck as the 2004 winner of the Yale Younger Poets prize, Richard Siken's Crush is a powerful collection of poems driven by obsession and love. It’s the core of monster making, actually. ![]() I doubt that I’m the only one who feels this way. “Personally, I’m a mess of conflicting impulses-I’m independent and greedy and I also want to belong and share and be a part of the whole. ![]()
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