Whether you read it in order or choose your own adventure by skipping around like I did, the book is like a harrowing road trip, a long haul truck route with stops in lonely ravines and urban waste…

That poem asks again and again “which matters more,” beauty and love or degradation and parasitism, and answers again and again, both.

In an ever changing and increasingly depressing internet landscape we, the collective users, have learned to restrain our expectations...And yet, within this vast ever darkening digital ocean one human island remains: Craigslist.

There’s a poetics of deflation at play: deflating expectations, deflating ego. I enter, say, Abject-Oriented Anthology with my smart theory boy hat on and realize it’s a flip-book.

The digital poem “plays with a sentence spoken by the comedian and actor Gabriel Iglesias on the documentary series Inside Jokes — ‘And the next thing you know, there’s Mexicans in Canada.’”

in violet dusk and the eclipse child’s singing. . .

we are in the middle of a bloody, heartrending revolution / not western civilization, but civilization itself / i have just realized that the stakes are myself