Category: Living
Revisiting Asexual Awareness Week
This week is 2018’s Asexual Awareness Week (October 21-28), so I want to revisit a post that I wrote four years ago. (Ray Osborn will return with a final installment of poetry next week.) This article below was the first time that I would publicly write about asexuality. I was not out when I wrote
Conclusions #3
This week, Ray’s poems meditate on God, religion, and race, and the ways in which God and religion are leveraged as weapons against particular races. Nativity William Carlos Williams tried to write an accurate history of the Americas. It began with acclimation of Christ but soon lagged from the inured inhabitants. The
Conclusions #2: #MeToo Poetry
Miss last week’s post? Catch up at this link. Fascist Conclusions At the beginning of the war there were waves that dipped below the surface of my body and trapped panic in scores of gilt fish. The illuminated manuscript of my body was rapt to those watching in delayed
Conclusions — #MeToo Poetry
CONTENT WARNING: The following poems concern themselves with themes and topics of sexual assault, sexual harassment, abuse, and sexism. Please continue reading with this in mind. Editor’s Introduction: For the past two weeks, survivors of sexual assault have been under siege by coverage and discussions surrounding the Supreme Court appointment hearings for Brett Kavanaugh. These
Valuing Difference: An Ace on Food, Friendship, and Fluffy Companionship
[5 minute read] (CW: pet death) For a year, two of my colleagues shared an office across from mine. They were best friends, and they stocked their space with craft beer and a reclaimed yellow armchair, squishy and velveteen, and spent their office hours in conversation together. Maybe it was because my own best
Special Edition: How I Misplaced My Faith
[5 minute read] Last month, when teaching a Metathesis post I previously wrote about being a Catholic scholar, I felt like a bit of a fraud. My intention in using this post was to give my students a look at my research on a rare book they had examined for class. However, when one of
Feeling the Affects
To some degree, all of our posts this month have flirted with affect. Whether it’s waking up dazed in confused in graduate school or exploring the significance of melancholia, memory, and reverberating energies, all of these topics point to a larger picture of attempting to understand and read feeling in texts and our daily lives.
Full and Reverberating
My room has always been a mess. Today, when I say “mess,” I mean I have a couple piles of books and some empty spaces on a shelf—or, I have a shelf completely filled and an overflow collected on my bedroom floor. There are stacks of papers on my bookshelf, on my nightstand, on my
Ruminations
I’m driving a two-door 2001 gold grand am. The air conditioning no longer works after the transmission broke, wooden clothes pins and duct tape secure the windows. It must be August because I’m heading towards the city public library to flip through stacks of CD cases for a Canadian indie pop album. Is a locality
Dear Diary…
Dear Diary, Today I find myself in graduate school, I look around and still wonder how it is that I came to be here. In the fourth grade I cried while reading The Lord of the Rings because I believed that one of my favorite characters died. I would sneak out of the lunchroom to