This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Merrick Sloane, is from local remedies by Chiagoziem Jideofor (Host Publications 2026).
lesser crops
we’ve been told of old walls still standing, of forms we assumed, as rebels, dreamers
like it’s some sin waking from dreams, slowly at first, then aching.
in shame, there are things best kept to self, secrets locked in our bones all these years,
the shape and texture of that on which we’ve fed —meanings behind our parables of sustenance.
there is a yam crop served only to kings, tended to with bent knees and rounded hoes,
rocking a ceremonial headgear and with a hero’s face. yet it ran scarce
at the very point of need, leaving space for the woman’s crop, like cassava, a thing less revered.
war being one of the world’s great ironies, instances where quicker math becomes the norm,
like cassava and its long list of frying and mashing and endurance, —a lesser crop raising the stakes,
stepping up, like a benevolent daughter salvaging the burnt parts of a blessing,
learning to make what’s scarce wholly palatable, to create munch from abominable protein.
such daughter, a pride in how she invents and cautions us, to eat what we eat and not divorce sanity,
breakfast of reveries dipped in fermented sauce, steamed cassava leaves for dinner,
while the remaining bits are kept for after it’s rained hard steel. collective pride in how we all watch the sky,
learn when to kiss fully on the lips, when to cite the hunger at home.
Chiagoziem Jideofor (she/her) is Queer and Igbo. Her work has appeared in Poetry, Michigan Quarterly Review, South Carolina Review, berlin lit, The Lincoln Review, Passages North, Commonwealth’s adda, the minnesota review, Shō Poetry Journal, MAYDAY, and elsewhere. She earned an MFA from the University of Alabama and is currently a PhD student at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville.
Merrick Sloane (they/them) is a neuro-Queer 90’s kid and nonbinary poet, editor, and researcher from Oklahoma. A Best of the Net and AWP Intro Journal Awards Winner, Merrick holds an MFA from UT, Knoxville. Merrick’s work has received support from The DreamYard Project’s Rad(ical) Poetry Consortium and Poet’s House. A 2025 Garden Party Collective Neurodivergence / Intersectionality contest winner, Merrick’s poetry also appears in citizen trans* {project}, ANMLY, Seattle Journal for Social Justice, Fruitslice, Puerto del Sol, and elsewhere. They are Associate Poetry Editor of Doubleback Review. Merrick writes so that others may feel radically loved and is deeply committed to helping create a world that liberates us all.
This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Merrick Sloane, is from local remedies by Chiagoziem Jideofor (Host Publications 2026).
wild
there should be a heavy influence of music here, yell out loud when you catch the vibe
i get off the bus with my head high settled curls on my head mark me as the shit
i threaten my roommates with prank calls our surreal love stinks up the whole apartment
we laugh over a bowl of rice daily bread our lord provides in empty calories
i shower and sing with Beethoven behind, i renege on my claim to not gorge on these exotic things
i am stuck home and dealing the bastards upstairs are playing cards and yelling gringo at intervals
after a long day, my mouth releases contracted Os too tired of faking it, i only dive after unsaid words
there are some soiled laundries to do thousands of expletives for people asking me to speak louder
i rinse and dry my tongue, a nightly routine a clean tongue communes directly with the heart
i say a frightening prayer and name my hell she masquerades as a small town swallowing soldiers
i fall asleep only to see my neighbors in a dream shooting—attacking this peace i can afford
there is no rest here we’ve come shaped by the hardship at home
when i say beat me and then release me fear the wild that has found home in me
Chiagoziem Jideofor (she/her) is Queer and Igbo. Her work has appeared in Poetry, Michigan Quarterly Review, South Carolina Review, berlin lit, The Lincoln Review, Passages North, Commonwealth’s adda, the minnesota review, Shō Poetry Journal, MAYDAY, and elsewhere. She earned an MFA from the University of Alabama and is currently a PhD student at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville.
Merrick Sloane (they/them) is a neuro-Queer 90’s kid and nonbinary poet, editor, and researcher from Oklahoma. A Best of the Net and AWP Intro Journal Awards Winner, Merrick holds an MFA from UT, Knoxville. Merrick’s work has received support from The DreamYard Project’s Rad(ical) Poetry Consortium and Poet’s House. A 2025 Garden Party Collective Neurodivergence / Intersectionality contest winner, Merrick’s poetry also appears in citizen trans* {project}, ANMLY, Seattle Journal for Social Justice, Fruitslice, Puerto del Sol, and elsewhere. They are Associate Poetry Editor of Doubleback Review. Merrick writes so that others may feel radically loved and is deeply committed to helping create a world that liberates us all.
This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Merrick Sloane, is from local remedies by Chiagoziem Jideofor (Host Publications 2026).
the warlike
(i)
mother has always been a bull of a woman. never smiles. she made friends but wasn’t keen on keeping them.
on evenings, she would sit out on the front porch, gather her favorite impressions into a pile.
as if to test a sitting brew, the neighbors would pass, offer greetings, small talk—the hiking price of kerosene, the recent ban on importation.
like she cared to look less busy; swatting at invisible flies, huffing and puffing like a pressure cooker. she earned her stripes this way.
(ii)
when asked, i say mother carved me, —a side stool—from her concrete ideas of others,
that i retained the twitch in my left eye, borrowed scowl it took the others years to notice.
how i became this adept at interpreting burden— the deadpan ones, the ones with a mind to run you over.
Chiagoziem Jideofor (she/her) is Queer and Igbo. Her work has appeared in Poetry, Michigan Quarterly Review, South Carolina Review, berlin lit, The Lincoln Review, Passages North, Commonwealth’s adda, the minnesota review, Shō Poetry Journal, MAYDAY, and elsewhere. She earned an MFA from the University of Alabama and is currently a PhD student at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville.
Merrick Sloane (they/them) is a neuro-Queer 90’s kid and nonbinary poet, editor, and researcher from Oklahoma. A Best of the Net and AWP Intro Journal Awards Winner, Merrick holds an MFA from UT, Knoxville. Merrick’s work has received support from The DreamYard Project’s Rad(ical) Poetry Consortium and Poet’s House. A 2025 Garden Party Collective Neurodivergence / Intersectionality contest winner, Merrick’s poetry also appears in citizen trans* {project}, ANMLY, Seattle Journal for Social Justice, Fruitslice, Puerto del Sol, and elsewhere. They are Associate Poetry Editor of Doubleback Review. Merrick writes so that others may feel radically loved and is deeply committed to helping create a world that liberates us all.
Upon the release of their debut poetry collection Bloodroom, author Kay E. Bancroft spoke with Sundress Publications editorial intern Ruoyu Wang on the form and visual structure choices in their collection, the complex ideas around lineage and breaking cyclical trauma, and the significance of naming.
Ruoyu Wang: Can you speak to the way “m___r” is represented on the page and its significance to the collection?
Kay E. Bancroft: This term recurs a lot in the collection, and I ultimately decided to redact the middle of it and follow this visual structure for two reasons: 1. I wanted readers to “fill-in-the blank” for themselves, to give them the agency to insert a term that feels correct to the situation of the speaker or of themself as the reader. One intended word here is “mother,” one of the main relationships and traumas explored in the collection, but as I wrote I also realized that “monster” and a slew of other terms could fit within this structure. 2. I didn’t want to give a full title to subjects in the collection that don’t feel entirely there, that have a level of absence.
RW: How do ideas around knowledge, identification, and naming develop as you grow into yourself?
KEB: Growing into yourself is such a difficult and delicate process in life, and I’m not sure we entirely ever finish doing it. We’re constantly growing and evolving, learning more and retaining the knowledge of complex and beautiful situations. With more life experience comes the ability to identify and name not only things about yourself, but also to notice and name the roles of others around you and the relationships you hold with one another.
RW: In pieces like “white Blooded” and “Google Search Keywords for Sensitivity,” how does your use of form and punctuation inform the poem’s content, or vice versa?
KEB: These poems both have unique origins but ended up living in similar formal universes because they both needed the same thing: an untethering from something.
When writing “Google Search Keywords for Sensitivity” I was reading Camonghne Felix’s collection Build Yourself a Boat, and was thinking a lot about vulnerability, queerness, and understanding the meaning of being parentified at a young age, so when I saw this form, it felt like kismet. The technical elements of a Google search provided a structure to ask a lot of questions, to pause, to create space and breath within the poem as it would look in the mechanics of a search engine. It also allowed the speaker a bit of distance in these urgent inquiries, these seekings for a name.
“white Blooded” was the reverse—the content came first, and as the speaker is moving through the reckoning of cutting familial ties and creating something new, there was a need for division. Not only was the verbiage dense on the page but it was dense to digest, and I realized the speaker required physical space to move through this heavy processing. The pronouns needed to be separated to visibly cut the speaker from their biological connections, to find what they needed.
RW: Interspersed throughout the collection is a series of “[lexicon] defined” poems. How do they connect to each other?
KEB: Each of these poems is an erasure of a dictionary listing for terms that feel inherently connected to the ideas of familial relationships and complex parent/child relationships, specifically debt, heritage, legacy, obligation, and privilege.
RW: Can you speak to the recurring images of not only body parts such as hands and skin, but also messier parts, such as entrails in “Derivation” and splayed muscle in “LBD”?
KEB: There’s such tenderness and intimacy that arises with images of hands and skin – holding hands, intertwining fingers, soft caresses, bruising hair off a cheek. Not only are they physically soft and delicate, they’re also often used as symbols of vulnerability and femininity, which are frequently poked at throughout the collection. I see them pushing the question are they symbolizing softness or strength? which lends itself to the horror element of the book. In “Derivation” specifically, hands and entrails are paired as a gruesome duo, and I see this as a moment where two kinds of softness in the body intersect in a more visceral way.
RW: How do your poems work to navigate the present in regard to the past?
KEB: The poems in Bloodroom explore a searching, a reflection, and a questioning that is uniquely identified by the context of the events, relationships, family history, etc. that occurred before the collection begins, with the speaker hoping to answer “how do these traumas, these monikers, these relationships define me and how can I break the cycle.” They look back to see what’s transpired to inform the speaker’s future, the next steps they can take to name that which feels unnamable at the beginning.
RW: Tell me about the questions of lineage and inheritance that are in this collection.
KEB: As people we’re all trying to figure out how what’s come before us has affected us, and how we might affect others as we move through the world. The speaker of these poems is trying to decipher their own lineage and understand how trauma has carried through generations, what they’ve inherited from their ancestors, and how they can break certain cycles of behavior to protect not only themself, but future generations potentially perpetuated by them and their chosen family.
RW: In “Burning Haibun for a Half-Life,” you write, “I came up emptier than I began.” How does this idea of fullness versus emptiness develop as you age?
KEB: I’m not entirely sure if it’s a development as we age, but maybe more of an understanding as we move through different seasons and situations in life. There are certain times where we seek answers and despite gaining information, things make less sense, and we are forced to radically accept what just is. It’s a moment where we have to embrace where we are in the current moment. There are others where we get to know everything we’re hoping to and have total clarity. Fullness versus emptiness is situational.
RW: Can you speak about the use of photographs and archival material in this collection, and how they punctuate the different sections?
KEB: When I started writing Bloodroom, I was beginning my MFA at Randolph College at the start of the COVID-19 pandemic, and I had borrowed a box of photographs, audio recordings, and letters that were sent between my grandmother and grandfather while he was working overseas. I wanted to start cataloging and digitizing the materials so they didn’t get lost to time, and as I did, I found the military ID application form that ended up becoming a major part of the collection dubbed the ‘Applicant’ series. It felt like such a malleable document, a place to play and work via the prints quite literally left by someone who meant a lot in my own life, an open yet structured page playground. I started experimenting with this particular artifact and it became integral to the collection, serving as a guidepost throughout as the speaker delves into different identifiers, relationships, etc.
The photographs included in the collection are also from my family archive, one of my grandmother, and many of myself as a child. These punctuate the collection less regularly, but still allow for a small window into the different media we use to explore our personal and familial histories.
Kay E. Bancroft (they/them) is a writer, editor, educator, and artist based in Cincinnati, OH. They hold an MFA in Poetry from Randolph College and a BA from the University of Cincinnati. Their writing has been published in Poet Lore, Pleiades Journal, RHINO Poetry, and more. Their debut poetry collection, Bloodroom, (Sundress Publications, 2026), was a finalist for the 2025 Alice James Book Award. You can find them on most social platforms @keb.poet and on their website at kayebancroftpoet.com, experimenting with hybrid visual poetics, facilitating literary workshops and discussions, and obsessing over popular horror films.
Ruoyu Wang (they/them) is a writer from Seattle. Their poems appear in Sine Theta Magazine, COUNTERCLOCK, and The Shore, and have been recognized by YoungArts, The Adroit Journal, and Narrative Magazine, among others. Currently, they serve as the Founding Director of the SUNHOUSE Summer Writing Mentorship and study Critical Race and Political Economy at Mount Holyoke College. They love linguistics, postcards, live music, and jasmine milk tea.
This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Merrick Sloane, is from local remedies by Chiagoziem Jideofor (Host Publications 2026).
singular voice as us
if I say I, I mean / a lot of people. — Victoria Adukwei Bulley
there are many of us, about & nearby the ones you grew up with, the ones jumping off boats
the ones you’ve held to your chest, in your arms once or twice, in death or rebirth
the ones saying the softer things eyes small & tender, voices raspy, as if echoing remembrance
the ones coming & going with awareness, pregenital & humbling exposing how conjoined we all are
when looked at, studied by the same face in stories told by the enemy, our comparison to midnight hands
though in reality, we are a chain gang intent on regeneration
—when one falls, the other digs while one digs, the other prepares to seed
Chiagoziem Jideofor (she/her) is Queer and Igbo. Her work has appeared in Poetry, Michigan Quarterly Review, South Carolina Review, berlin lit, The Lincoln Review, Passages North, Commonwealth’s adda, the minnesota review, Shō Poetry Journal, MAYDAY, and elsewhere. She earned an MFA from the University of Alabama and is currently a PhD student at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville.
Merrick Sloane (they/them) is a neuro-Queer 90’s kid and nonbinary poet, editor, and researcher from Oklahoma. A Best of the Net and AWP Intro Journal Awards Winner, Merrick holds an MFA from UT, Knoxville. Merrick’s work has received support from The DreamYard Project’s Rad(ical) Poetry Consortium and Poet’s House. A 2025 Garden Party Collective Neurodivergence / Intersectionality contest winner, Merrick’s poetry also appears in citizen trans* {project}, ANMLY, Seattle Journal for Social Justice, Fruitslice, Puerto del Sol, and elsewhere. They are Associate Poetry Editor of Doubleback Review. Merrick writes so that others may feel radically loved and is deeply committed to helping create a world that liberates us all.
This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Ezra Fox, is from The Weather Inside by Stevie Edwards (University of Arkansas Press 2026).
Hotness
I want to write a slutty poem about how I am sweaty and yearning for your body five state lines away,
how your cock is the only cock for me. I want to be vulgar and loving. But I keep thinking about how
it’s been the three hottest days recorded in history and this unairconditioned Vermont studio may be
the hotbox I die in. I want to believe in a higher power, one that will shepherd the Earth
out of its burning, but I believe that humans will extinguish ourselves and that the Earth will keep
turning through the galaxy without us and whatever animals and plants and microorganisms survive us
will be better off. But that’s not true, not entirely. The dogs will starve, so adapted to
serving us and being served by us. I am trying to find some greater purpose in all our plunder
and all I can come up with is that dogs would be lonely without us and there is something
innocent about staying alive for dogs— there is nothing innocent in the way I want
you to pin me down, but maybe there is something noble in the way I want the Earth to die
just a little slower to give you enough time.
Dr. Stevie Edwards (she/they) is an Assistant Professor at Clemson University and Poetry Editor of The South Carolina Review. Stevie’s poems have appeared in Poetry, American Poetry Review, TriQuarterly, The Southern Review, and elsewhere. She is the author of Quiet Armor (Northwestern University Press, 2023), Sadness Workshop (Button Poetry, 2018), Humanly (Small Doggies Press, 2015), and Good Grief (Write Bloody Publishing, 2012). Her next book, The Weather Inside, is forthcoming from the University of Arkansas Press in Spring 2026 as part of the Miller Williams Poetry Series edited by Patricia Smith. She holds a PhD from the University of North Texas and an MFA from Cornell University. Originally a Michigander, she now lives in South Carolina with her spouse and a small herd of rescue pitbulls. She is on the Editorial Board at SAFTA.
Photo Credit: Sarah Deragon
Ezra Fox (they/he) is a Best of the Net nominee who lives and writes in San Francisco, CA and holds an MFA from Indiana University. A Breadloaf, Tin House, and Lambda Literary Fellow, and recipient of the Lili Elbe Memorial Scholarship, which recognizes transgender writers of exceptional promise, their work appears or is forthcoming in TriQuarterly, The Pinch, Fourteen Hills, Interim, and elsewhere. Additionally, they won the 2025 West Trade Review Poetry Prize, and currently serve as assistant judge of the Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contest. Apart from writing, Ezra maintains a daily practice of reconnecting with their inner child: roller-skating, playing drums, and enjoying animated films and theme parks. In quieter moments, they can be found sharing cups of tea and sweet treats with their beloveds. Learn more about Ezra at ezrafox.net or on Instagram @ezraxfox.
This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Ezra Fox, is from The Weather Inside by Stevie Edwards (University of Arkansas Press 2026).
Manifesto of a Dormant Pansexual
My sexuality used to be a Lisa Frank folder with a unicorn on it. Now it’s more of a KitchenAid
stand mixer, but I’ve got rainbows on my underpants for nobody to see. My sexuality used to be
a wild, ravenous thing. Now it’s on a low-carb diet and tries to get out and walk for ten thousand steps a day
but usually fails at it. My sexuality is married to a sexuality. Facebook thinks my sexuality
is pictures of Emma Watson and Selena Gomez. It’s true I slow down as I scroll through
their glam shots, but I’m more of a whiskey and flannel fan. My sexuality misses coming out
to brunch, wants to order the sweetest item on the menu—sweet grit cakes
and peach compote with whipped cream, Yes, please! My sexuality keeps ordering
a yogurt parfait and coffee, something sensible. My sexuality is a nice summer breeze
tousling my hair. My sexuality is I only shave my pubes when a bathing suit is required.
My sexuality is a one-piece bathing suit, has gotten shy with age, only wants one person
to see their midsection. My sexuality is often covered up but has a rib tattoo you’ll never see.
My sexuality has never really liked porn. My sexuality was once a pillow princess.
My sexuality is ambivalent about strap-ons but is happy to split the check for dinner.
Dr. Stevie Edwards (she/they) is an Assistant Professor at Clemson University and Poetry Editor of The South Carolina Review. Stevie’s poems have appeared in Poetry, American Poetry Review, TriQuarterly, The Southern Review, and elsewhere. She is the author of Quiet Armor (Northwestern University Press, 2023), Sadness Workshop (Button Poetry, 2018), Humanly (Small Doggies Press, 2015), and Good Grief (Write Bloody Publishing, 2012). Her next book, The Weather Inside, is forthcoming from the University of Arkansas Press in Spring 2026 as part of the Miller Williams Poetry Series edited by Patricia Smith. She holds a PhD from the University of North Texas and an MFA from Cornell University. Originally a Michigander, she now lives in South Carolina with her spouse and a small herd of rescue pitbulls. She is on the Editorial Board at SAFTA.
Photo Credit: Sarah Deragon
Ezra Fox (they/he) is a Best of the Net nominee who lives and writes in San Francisco, CA and holds an MFA from Indiana University. A Breadloaf, Tin House, and Lambda Literary Fellow, and recipient of the Lili Elbe Memorial Scholarship, which recognizes transgender writers of exceptional promise, their work appears or is forthcoming in TriQuarterly, The Pinch, Fourteen Hills, Interim, and elsewhere. Additionally, they won the 2025 West Trade Review Poetry Prize, and currently serve as assistant judge of the Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contest. Apart from writing, Ezra maintains a daily practice of reconnecting with their inner child: roller-skating, playing drums, and enjoying animated films and theme parks. In quieter moments, they can be found sharing cups of tea and sweet treats with their beloveds. Learn more about Ezra at ezrafox.net or on Instagram @ezraxfox.
This feature, chosen by Guest Editor Ezra Fox, is from The Weather Inside by Stevie Edwards (University of Arkansas Press 2026).
Childless
A stranger’s pregnant belly plops over elastic-waisted jeans, and a wish kicks its legs inside me. I wish it
would sit still. Forest fires blaze through Quebec, orange smoke obscuring the sky
of the mid-Atlantic, ushering in the new normal: Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
burning brush and rushing through subdivisions, making ash out of loved lives.
Is delivering a child into the smoldering of the Anthropocene an act of selfishness
or hope? Still, I want to feel my breasts milk-heavy, like little wine bags.
When I hold my friend’s tender newborn, I pretend she is my own—
journey out of her nursery into the secret life where I am a mother, where the little spittle
on my shoulder is my daughter’s spittle, and therefore made lovely. Her tiny fists
yank my loose hair and pull me back into the room where I coo
and cuddle her as her big eyes search my face, saying nothing of the coming dark.
Dr. Stevie Edwards (she/they) is an Assistant Professor at Clemson University and Poetry Editor of The South Carolina Review. Stevie’s poems have appeared in Poetry, American Poetry Review, TriQuarterly, The Southern Review, and elsewhere. She is the author of Quiet Armor (Northwestern University Press, 2023), Sadness Workshop (Button Poetry, 2018), Humanly (Small Doggies Press, 2015), and Good Grief (Write Bloody Publishing, 2012). Her next book, The Weather Inside, is forthcoming from the University of Arkansas Press in Spring 2026 as part of the Miller Williams Poetry Series edited by Patricia Smith. She holds a PhD from the University of North Texas and an MFA from Cornell University. Originally a Michigander, she now lives in South Carolina with her spouse and a small herd of rescue pitbulls. She is on the Editorial Board at SAFTA.
Photo Credit: Sarah Deragon
Ezra Fox (they/he) is a Best of the Net nominee who lives and writes in San Francisco, CA and holds an MFA from Indiana University. A Breadloaf, Tin House, and Lambda Literary Fellow, and recipient of the Lili Elbe Memorial Scholarship, which recognizes transgender writers of exceptional promise, their work appears or is forthcoming in TriQuarterly, The Pinch, Fourteen Hills, Interim, and elsewhere. Additionally, they won the 2025 West Trade Review Poetry Prize, and currently serve as assistant judge of the Tom Howard/Margaret Reid Poetry Contest. Apart from writing, Ezra maintains a daily practice of reconnecting with their inner child: roller-skating, playing drums, and enjoying animated films and theme parks. In quieter moments, they can be found sharing cups of tea and sweet treats with their beloveds. Learn more about Ezra at ezrafox.net or on Instagram @ezraxfox.
One of the first books I was deeply affected by was William Faulkner’s As I Lay Dying. Reading it in an early year of high school, I was struck by the narrative style and how it showed the universal experience that all we know is shaped by all we’ve already known. This fascination and obsession with perspective only grew from there, since playing a remarkable role in the books I love most.
Today, the favorites on my bookshelf still lend themselves to this defining characteristic, but they sit alongside many others as well. Political theory books, research books from my undergrad, books I received as gifts, and aspirational books that I haven’t gotten around to yet. For me, books are one of the only things I’ll allow myself to buy whenever I wish. This has created the effect that often, when I want something new to read, I can go to the library that I’ve begun to curate of books I want to read but haven’t yet.
One of those classics on the shelf is Jennifer Egan’s A Visit from the Goon Squad, which was the next memorable book I loved. For similar reasons as Faulker’s book, the fragmented, post-modern narrative resonated with me. One of my all-time favorites on the shelf is Isabel Wilkerson’s The Warmth of Other Suns. Wilkerson’s work tells the story of the Great Migration, but tells a true history through the individual stories of three different migrants. Her extensive research and detailed storytelling have the effect of recounting a major shift in American history through poetic narrative. What provoked me about Wilkerson’s book was also what provoked me about my more contemporary favorites: the use of individual experience to exemplify the effects of living through history and political change.
Currently, I’m obsessed with books and genres that live mostly in reality, with a tinge of magical realism. Sometimes, these are the classics, like Isabel Allende and Julio Cortázar. One of my favorite short stories is “Apocalipsis de Solentiname,” a short story by Cortázar which explores dark magical realism and political unrest. However, László Krasznahorkai’s The Melancholy of Resistance achieves something akin to this feeling of magical realism in its own dark but insightful world. Krasznahorkai paints an apocalyptic world. He does so not in a broad setting, but in nuanced details of how his characters feel and see; the apocalypse isn’t something that hits them all at once, but a state of emotion and divinity that they live under.
I love this apocalyptic writing for the same reason that I love magical realist writing: I understand these worlds with little tinges of fantasy and strangeness as much more akin to the world we live in now than a more “realistic” fiction. These edges that are colored differently, a world that is painted to be almost too vivid, resonates more with the great miraculousness, but also the great catastrophe, of the real world. These tinges of fantasy reflect something sacred in human life, whether you want to call it divinity, emotion, or the human experience.
Leila Tilin (she/her) is an aspiring writer and researcher, and she holds a BA from Pitzer College, where she studied American Studies and Spanish. She has a particular interest in writing and learning about the intersection of religious belief and politics. Tilin finds this convergence to be at times detrimentally dangerous, at others, astoundingly hopeful. She is interested in literature as a means for inquiry into belief systems and as a mode to participate in the creation of meaning in the world.
The Sundress Academy for the Arts is excited to present Poetry Xfit hosted by Rosa Castellano. This generative workshop event will take place on Sunday, July 26th, from 2 to 4 pm EST via Zoom. Join us at the link tiny.utk.edu/poetryxfit
Poetry Xfit isn’t about throwing tires or heavy ropes, but the idea of confusing our muscles is the same. You will receive ideas, guidelines, and more as part of this generative workshop series in order to complete three poems in two hours. A new set of prompts will be provided after the writers have written collaboratively for thirty minutes. The goal is to create material that can be later modified and transformed into artwork rather than producing flawless final versions. The event is open to prose authors as well!
The theme for July’s Xfit is “Snippets.” Before this month’s Xfit, try to keep your ears open. Bring along a few snippets of overheard dialogue or conversations to spark ideas for new poems. If things have been quiet in your life, a favorite lyric or literary line will do just as well!
Originally from Tampa, Fl, Rosa Castellano is the co-founder of the Richmond Poetry Festival and one of two Poet Laureates currently working on poetry projects for the city of Richmond VA. Her writing appears in Poetry Northwest, Guernica, Bomb, Write or Die, and Lit Hub among others. Her debut poetry collection, All is the Telling, is available now from Diode editions.
The Sundress Academy for the Arts (SAFTA) is a writers residency and arts collective that hosts workshops, retreats, and residencies for writers in all genres including poetry, fiction, nonfiction, journalism, academic writing, playwriting, and more.