Four Prose Poems by Ken Taylor
if he talks his voice will not be the thing said, but the way of not saying it. what it aims to spurn. short on collar points. disciple of celestial steering. he keeps his mouth shut. the image will have to carry. not to be seen as holdup to action. he’s lost in thought in... Read More
Dead End Book Launch at Black Spring Books
Thursday, November 16, 2023, 7 PM: Please join Black Sun Lit for the launch and live reading of Michel Surya’s Dead End, with translator Kit Schluter, Daniel Saldaña París, Katy Mongeau, Katie Ebbitt, V Manuscript, Maralie Armstrong-Rial & Mitch Anzuoni... Read More
Five Poems from The Cheapest France In Town by Seo Jung Hak, trans. from Korean by Megan Sungyoon
The heart was about to explode when the pipe was raised, still bleeding. The length of happiness was inversely proportional to fear, that bold solidity. Disgusting laughter echoed around. I, too, almost cried... Read More
Three Poems by Cheryl Pallant
I veer toward lucid incomprehensibility and squint. I know nothing and / linger by chance in the pause. The nervous system assesses risk, to fly / or freeze, or measure the length of breath. Earth’s axis, I’m told, is off, / the poles unfixed, opinions digging a deep divide... Read More
Second Beginning by Isabel Sobral Campos
I neglected my period blood / somewhere secretly I drink it / under a rock to trick time. Tis / a pleading smell. Scent / of moon-stages, coals. / (Pause). I don’t see well. / (Pause). Will you tell me / if I misspelled / something vital / like my body / something / like…a... Read More
THE WIND’S MONOLOGUE by Natalie Stamatopoulos
I am an archive / of song. / I have infinite ears / & abdomens. / Am toothless / like a dry rag. / Like a petal. / Am weightless / without mooring. Pregnant with wishes. An essence / of pollen. Brisk / nudge at the ankles. Citizen-full as a trashcan. I am looped &... Read More
Five Poems by Douglas Piccinnini
No, I know you’re the persona above. No, I know you’re only this dusted self. No, I know you’re this manufactured smile... You must be between futures, the roof so heavy with unlit sky. You must think it’s sweet to offer helpful suggestions. You must have fed the anger that pulled you so far into... Read More
Two Poems by AM Ringwalt
silk: a sheen to wear like water. glistens, then, in palest / light. i wrap it ‘round my legs in dreams. i name myself / a partisan, provisional, python, pythagoras? before you /
died, grandfather, you were speaking nonsense into being. / it’s what you thought you knew you saw... Read More
Introducing Dead End by Michel Surya, forthcoming October 17, 2023
Preorders for Michel Surya’s Dead End are now available. Dead End is a sinuous pornographic work that forms a part of Michel Surya’s series of erotic books released in France over the past four decades. This translation by Kit Schluter marks the debut of Surya’s fiction in the English language... Read More
Ceremonial Abyss, Jennifer Soong, Losarc Raal, Piano Rain, Eric Baus & Whit Griffin at Counterpath
Saturday, August 12, 2023, 7 PM: Please join Black Sun Lit for an exhibition of poetry, sound, and intermedia collaboration, featuring Ceremonial Abyss, Jennifer Soong, Losarc Raal, Piano Rain, Eric Baus & Whit Griffin... Read More