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Ben Woodard - Dark vitalism:a mix of weird fiction and sci-fi with speculative philosophy and biology to diagnose and explicate the metaphysical and literal sliminess of human existence

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Ben Woodard, Slime Dynamics, Zero Books, 2012.


"Despite humanity s gradual ascent from clustered pools of it, slime is more often than not relegated
to a mere residue—the trail of a verminous life form, the trace of decomposition, or an entertaining
synthetic material—thereby leaving its generative and mutative associations with life neatly removed
from the human sphere of thought and existence. Arguing that slime is a viable physical and metaphysical
object necessary to produce a realist bio-philosophy void of anthrocentricity, this text explores
naturephilosophie, speculative realism, and contemporary science; hyperbolic representations of slime
found in the weird texts of HP Lovecraft and Thomas Ligotti; as well as survival horror films, video
games, and graphic novels, in order to present the dynamics of slime not only as the trace of life
but as the darkly vitalistic substance of life."

"Woodard reminds us that humans "like any other polyp of living ma…

Joyce Mansour - Like the eagle at daybreak, Death swallows the dew, The snake smothers the rat, The nomad under his tent listens to the time screeching, On the gravel of insomnia, Everything is there waiting for a word already stated, Elsewhere

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Joyce Mansour, Essential Poems and Writings (English and French Edition), Trans. by Serge Gavronsky, Black Widow Press, 2008.


Joyce Mansour (1928-1986) was born in England, raised in Cairo, and moved to Paris where she quickly became one of the major Surrealist figures around Andre Breton. Her writings garnered respect among the Surrealists of this time period and in Paris in general. Now widely recognized as an important poet in Europe, this is the first major anthology of her works (Poems, plays, and essays) to be available in the English language. Translator/editor Serge Gavronsky has been writing and masterfully translating Mansour's works for more than twenty years; he presents a succinct overview of her work in his introduction. Mansour's violent eroticism (in the 1950's before the first waves of feminist writings) and mastery over the poetic form represents a thoroughly modern poet whose poems are fully alive and essential. The extensive poetry section is bilingual…

Pam Benjamin dives into the lives of four bike messengers who kill corporate people for money. An episodic journey reads like a television series with vivid images and strikingly graphic dialogue

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Pam Benjamin, The Pigeon Chronicles or Bike Messenger Assassins, Ink., 2010.


THE PIGEON CHRONICLES OR BIKE MESSENGER ASSASSINS dives into the lives of four bike messengers who kill corporate people for money. Realistically set in the streets and bars of San Francisco, Benjamin's episodic journey reads like a television series with vivid images and strikingly graphic dialogue. Each of the 18 episodes follow an individual arc that fits into the larger plot lines while keeping the story moving at pace with the messengers, fast. Read how Retch, Bucket, Condor and Carrier entangle themselves in love, betrayal, death and well rum at 6 am.

Excerpt from Pam Benjamin’s “The Pigeon Chronicles or Bike Messenger Assassins”

November 30th, 2010 “Fuck man, I haven’t had a solid shit in three weeks.” Bucket fell out of the bar bathroom steadying him self with the chewed and beaten booth. He had an unlit joint between his lips. “Whiskey shits are the shit.” He meant “the shit” as a positive thing.

Aaron Teel - Pink flamingos with missing heads, stray huskies, overgrown toddler without a shirt, trash bag flapping, bologna sandwiches, MTV, wood panel walls, a mobile home full of angels, Texas drawl, shit-filled Underoos, dildo in a swimming pool, RV’s, a busted La-Z-Boy, a greasy ball cap, plastic vodka bottle and a lot of other THINGS

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Aaron Teel, Shampoo Horns, Rose Metal Press, 2012.

A grieving widow spied sleeping through the busted out window of a dilapidated trailer, a severed nipple, an illicit raid on a roadside fireworks stand: a boy named Cherry Tree, with a penchant for tight red underwear and old towels worn as capes, encounters these and other mysteries one heat-struck summer in 1989 when his world is expanded by an abusive older brother and an elusive Mexican girl. Shampoo Horns is a meditation on boyhood, brotherhood, and the fragmented process of coming of age.

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“Teel’s writing surprises throughout: ‘Tater Tot, my one and only friend, blew by me on his bike and squeezed its horrible horn, a sound like a braying donkey swallowing a kazoo.’ The collection flies by toward its foreshadowed final scene. At the end of his passage about the explosions like bottle rockets, Kerouac writes that ‘in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”’ So it is with Shampoo Horns,a fearl…