This Macabre, Whirling Orgy: On Márcia Barbieri’s “The Whore”
In the new post-apocalyptic world, the litany has been lost, the prater silenced. Catastrophe discards everything into the same junk pile of existence; which is to say, catastrophe turns everything into junk.
Phosphorescent Romanticism: On Magda Isanos’ “Homecoming”
Like a smothering deformative blight, these poems arrive in remission, the moment before full collapse, a slipstream incongruity between locations, futurities, and the clouded cataracts of speculation.