[REVIEW] Engine Empire, by Cathy Park Hong

(Find it HERE.) The bleached ruin of light lasts and lasts, no night/to repair our miinds, no white clip moon to give us rest. / Only pitiless noon where our sleep-starved consciousness/patters faintly behind our squinted eyelids. ~ Ballad of Tombstone Omaha Have you ever read something and not been exactly sure if it wasContinue reading “[REVIEW] Engine Empire, by Cathy Park Hong”

Indigenous Americans Still Exist!: What I Read for Native American Heritage Month

All year I’ve been reading around themes. In February I read books by Black American authors for Black History Month. In May I read books by Asian and Asian-American authors for Asian-Pacific-Islander Heritage Month. Pride Month had me exploring the words of authors in the LGBTQIA+ community and a little over a month ago, IContinue reading “Indigenous Americans Still Exist!: What I Read for Native American Heritage Month”

[REVIEW] PostColonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz

(Buy it HERE.) You know the face that jazz and blues musicians make when someone’s playing real good? That stank face, that disbelieving, how is this real, umph-umph–UMPH this is so good it almost hurts face folks get when the art is hitting every bit of your spirit right? You know that face? ⠀⠀ ThatContinue reading “[REVIEW] PostColonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz”

[REVIEW] A Bastard’s Degree In English, November St. Michael

(Buy it HERE.) 🍁⠀⠀3 things: ⠀⠀1) I haven’t been adulting particularly well lately. Spare a good thought in the direction of this reader when you can. ⠀⠀2) November is Native American Heritage Month and for the rest of the month I’ll be reading and reviewing indigenous writers and their work.⠀⠀3) But before that–what better thingContinue reading “[REVIEW] A Bastard’s Degree In English, November St. Michael”

[REVIEW] For Our Country, Fatemeh Farahani(published as Shahein Farahani)

(Download it for free HERE.) Woman’s the soul, and man the body of our countryWith soul and body linked, new life will have returnedto our country… In the landscape of weird that has made up 2020 so far, “Bailey’s is teaming up with The Women’s Prize For Fiction to work for progress in feminist publishing,”Continue reading “[REVIEW] For Our Country, Fatemeh Farahani(published as Shahein Farahani)”

Last Week In Books, August 10th – August 17th: A Literary Ladies Night

This one’s a quickie, fellow readers. Most of the news this week involves literary women doing big things, and they can all speak for themselves. So click, click, click away! British writers are pleading with OfQual to keep poetry in the GCSEs.[The Guardian] The dirty rap song W.A.P. by Megan Thee Stallion and Cardi BContinue reading “Last Week In Books, August 10th – August 17th: A Literary Ladies Night”

If You’re Brown, Stick Around: Books About Colorism

If you’re Black, get back! If you’re brown, stick around. If you’re white, you’re alright! ~ Big Bill Broonzy Even though I make a conscious effort to read across genres, cultures, and time periods I still sometimes find myself stuck in thematic patterns. For months I’ll find myself somehow reading books that feature sharks orContinue reading “If You’re Brown, Stick Around: Books About Colorism”

[REVIEW] When My Brother Was An Aztec, Natalie Diaz

“When My Brother Was An Aztec/he lived in our basement and sacrificed my parents/every morning. It was awful.” Natalie Diaz’s When My Brother Was An Aztec is a legit masterpiece. Go read it, now. Books of poetry are sometimes navel-gazing, self-absorbed bores but this one is simply amazing. I slurped it down in two shortContinue reading “[REVIEW] When My Brother Was An Aztec, Natalie Diaz”

[REVIEW] Felon, by Reginald Dwayne Betts

Buy it HERE. 🚔⠀I am a father driving/his Black sons to school & the death/of a Black boy rides shotgun &this/could be a funeral procession⠀~from “When I Think of Tamir Rice While Driving”⠀✊🏿⠀When it’s difficult for me to focus, I tend to read poetry. This short collection surprisingly filled an empathetic void in me IContinue reading “[REVIEW] Felon, by Reginald Dwayne Betts”