Voice in this work is a figure of hybridity, born from a mongrel American culture to perform…

the new black doesn’t need the likes of me to explain or sell it: it shouts, with glee and a kind…

Graber invites us to do what Heraclitus says we cannot—to return to the river of our past.

In these fluid erotics, the signifiers slide along and blissfully exchange places.  It will be the…

I wish more books would let the many ways in which the grief lingers be the point. This book…