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In Utero

Excerpts from finalist manuscripts for the 2015 TS Book Prize
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Genya Turovskaya, The World Is Not The World

“The stars are different here, the stars do not make sense / I can connect these burning dots / There is a hummingbird / There a dancing bear / There a face with night pouring out of the black sockets of its eyes….” Excerpts from Genya Turovskaya’s poetry manuscript, The World Is Not The World, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Emily Carr, Name Your Bird Without A Gun

“Her voice is like a carnation sucking water, sucking blue. / She drinks. Hello she says. / Yes she says like the lion of St. Mark, with liquid nonchalance….” Excerpts from Emily Carr’s hybrid manuscript, Name Your Bird Without A Gun: A Tarot Novel, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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MR Sheffield, We Are the Blood

“Lil Kim was important to physics. She came up with the ‘Gigantic Shit Ton of Shit We Cannot Understand Theory’ which attempts to make sense of the ways in which the universe can be so fundamentally fucked the hell up.” Short fictions from MR Sheffield’s manuscript, We Are the Blood, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Vanessa Roveto, The Clinic

Medical practice as psycho-erotic soap opera. A mad philosophical speculation, a pseudo-scientific meditation. This is a horror show. Excerpts from Vanessa Roveto’s hybrid-genre manuscript, The Clinic, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Jacqueline Kari, TWA: A Masque

Picking apart apart the bones of the Child ballad, “The Twa Sisters,” reinterpreting its tale of sororicide and retribution as a a masque that glitters with constellations of love triangles, a katabatic trip to graveland, and the yoked fates of two sisters twinned from their balladic, fairy-tale archetypes. Excerpts from Jacqueline Kari’s poetry manuscript, TWA: A Masque, finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Megin Jiménez, Lone Stories

“The Unborn knew this: We needed a beauty queen shooting wolves from a plane. We needed a cowboy in the house. We needed blue eyes hatched in cornfield silos. We needed the destruction that can only come from victory. We needed the hyphenated snap of Northamerican efficiency sounding universal in throats galore.” Excerpts from Megin Jiménez’s poetry manuscript, Lone Stories, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Indeterminate Texts & Images

which may or may not be twice- or thrice-listed in other genres. Please don't freak out.
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Carl Ferrero, Words & Pictures

Carl Ferrero’s work has been exhibited at Feature Inc., Vox Populi, the Bronx Museum of the Arts, Artists Space, The Elizabeth Foundation, Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions, Exile gallery in Berlin, and Artenova in Italy.

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Emily Carr, Name Your Bird Without A Gun

“Her voice is like a carnation sucking water, sucking blue. / She drinks. Hello she says. / Yes she says like the lion of St. Mark, with liquid nonchalance….” Excerpts from Emily Carr’s hybrid manuscript, Name Your Bird Without A Gun: A Tarot Novel, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Vanessa Roveto, The Clinic

Medical practice as psycho-erotic soap opera. A mad philosophical speculation, a pseudo-scientific meditation. This is a horror show. Excerpts from Vanessa Roveto’s hybrid-genre manuscript, The Clinic, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Andy Fitch, Garageland

“You ask yourself what value (in terms of life, of action) ‘Up in Heaven’s’ bizarre punk/pop fusion holds, for precisely which audience. You wonder if Mick’s departure from punk sound, if not punk sentiment, betrays its own escapist anxieties before what Nietzsche describes as the two worst contagions: ‘great nausea at man,’ ‘great pity for man.'” Excerpts from Andy Fitch’s hybrid-genre manuscript, Garageland, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Paul Cunningham, GOAL/TENDER MEAT/TENDER

“I’m no amateur when it comes to negotiations, but I’m willing to offer you my head. I’m willing to sacrifice myself to continue the species. This is an institution of unsportsmanlike policies and I’m doing my best to generate a little public interest.” Excerpts from Paul Cunningham’s hybrid-genre manuscript, GOAL/TENDER MEAT/TENDER, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Arisa White, dear Gerald

“I watch a housewife on TV tell how she lost her leg at six to a farm machine. She’s beautiful—looks like a horse—but in her head she’s missing a leg.” Excerpts from Arisa White’s cross-genre manuscript, dear Gerald, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Fiction

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MR Sheffield, We Are the Blood

“Lil Kim was important to physics. She came up with the ‘Gigantic Shit Ton of Shit We Cannot Understand Theory’ which attempts to make sense of the ways in which the universe can be so fundamentally fucked the hell up.” Short fictions from MR Sheffield’s manuscript, We Are the Blood, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Laynie Browne, Periodic Companions

“In our actions we are beyond the believable and we divine, through tea leaves or wind, chemical signals, market rates or text codes of our clan— where we are driven next— furthest from before. Join our little gathering despite these many faults and without which we wonder whose art is reverential. Meet our misshapen family.” Excerpts from Laynie Browne’s novel manuscript, Periodic Companions, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Mark Baumer, Yachts

“Sometimes I would rub my face in the corner where the blue carpet smelled like damp, burning goat candles and then my face would smell like damp, burning goat candles.” Excerpts from Mark Baumer’s fiction manuscript, Yachts, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Brian Kubarycz, The Instruments I Used

“Fire stormed on ice that winter night. Down turned to coal inside my pillow. A sky above my ceiling and the Devil bright red in it, I ate God’s Holy Bible. One prophet at a time. Deep within my bowels, his mercies turned to sour meal.” Excerpts from Brian Kubarycz’s fiction manuscript, The Instruments I Used, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Rachel Levy, A Book So Red

“At a certain point, Mitzi had no idea. ‘I saw a gang,’ she said. // ‘Were they soldiers?’ // ‘They were flowers. It was summer. I love you.’ // I told Mitzi she was sick, like a person with lice or a demon. // ‘I love you,’ I said, but that was a lie, a demon or a word that conceals another.” Excerpts from Rachel Levy’s A Book So Red, winner of the 2014 Caketrain Competition and finalist for the TS Book Prize.

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Emily Martin, Routine & Leisure

“The dinosaurs were distracted. They stood in a row, watching something off screen. A comet perhaps, a single black mark against the sky.” Excerpts from Emily Martin’s hybrid manuscript, Routine & Leisure, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Poetry

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Annie Guthrie: Poems

“with vigil, I see outlines / are only choices made by eyes // like a river stepped in by mistake / I think to take you in…” Excerpts from Annie Guthrie’s poetry collection, The Good Dark, forthcoming from Tupelo Press.

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Genya Turovskaya, The World Is Not The World

“The stars are different here, the stars do not make sense / I can connect these burning dots / There is a hummingbird / There a dancing bear / There a face with night pouring out of the black sockets of its eyes….” Excerpts from Genya Turovskaya’s poetry manuscript, The World Is Not The World, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Jacqueline Kari, TWA: A Masque

Picking apart apart the bones of the Child ballad, “The Twa Sisters,” reinterpreting its tale of sororicide and retribution as a a masque that glitters with constellations of love triangles, a katabatic trip to graveland, and the yoked fates of two sisters twinned from their balladic, fairy-tale archetypes. Excerpts from Jacqueline Kari’s poetry manuscript, TWA: A Masque, finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Megin Jiménez, Lone Stories

“The Unborn knew this: We needed a beauty queen shooting wolves from a plane. We needed a cowboy in the house. We needed blue eyes hatched in cornfield silos. We needed the destruction that can only come from victory. We needed the hyphenated snap of Northamerican efficiency sounding universal in throats galore.” Excerpts from Megin Jiménez’s poetry manuscript, Lone Stories, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Ally Harris, Her Twin Was After Me

“I came from garbage, the daughter of a prison plumber, daughter of a man whose feet are baptized in shit. I came from garbage. I rose up from a borrowed backyard with a noon glaze and twigs mussing my malformed head.” Excerpts from Ally Harris’s poetry manuscript, Her Twin Was After Me, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

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Cindy St. John, Dream Vacation

“I don’t know the names of the stars or their constellations. I don’t know the names of clouds, I don’t know the names of trees, most flowers, most plants in general.” Excerpts from Cindy St. John’s poetry manuscript, Dream Vacation, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.

Interviews

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Interview with Jan Clausen – Part 1

Tarpaulin Sky is delighted to have the opportunity to interview “hostile” writer Jan Clausen, author of Veiled Spill: A Sequence, and author recently praised and admonished in American Poetry Review and The Rumpus respectively.

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Letters to Bhanu Kapil

In 2010, Ching-In Chen asked Jai Arun Ravine to interview Bhanu Kapil for a speculative literature issue for Asian American Poetry and Writing. At the time, Bhanu was in India and unavailable for an interview, so she asked Lucas de Lima to answer Jai’s questions as an interpolate….

Reviews

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Lauren Gordon’s “Keen” Reviewed by Fox Frazier-Foley

“Lauren Gordon’s chapbook Keen (Horse Less Press, 2014) is inevitably attractive to those of us who grew up reading Nancy Drew mysteries. These poems are at once unforgiving, playful, inventive, and interrogative, and to experience them is to re-read said mysteries with a certain amount of fond nostalgia, even as we re-read our younger selves—those versions of us who once absorbed these stories less critically.”

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Sade Murphy’s “Dream Machine” reviewed by Jeffrey Hecker

“Crowd-surfs the absurd, disturbs the sleeping, pinches the conscious on both cheeks Dutch-Colonial style, frightens the tranquil, and stimulates arm-stub nerve-endings like Johns Hopkins researchers attempting to help frustrated amputees.”–Jeffrey Hecker on Sade Murphy’s *Dream Machine* (co-im-press, 2014)

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Justin Limoli’s “Bloodletting in Minor Scales [A Canvas in Arms]” reviewed by M. Forajter

“This is what poetry is. Justin is better than you. Bloodletting does everything you are afraid to do. It kicks poetic convention to the curb because in the face of real suffering, none of our rules matter. Even the everyday shape of a poem cannot live up to pain. The poem repeats. The poem spills over. The poem becomes a play.” — M. Forajter on Justin Limoli’s Bloodletting in Minor Scales [A Canvas in Arms] (Plays Inverse 2014)

News & Notes

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Johannes Goransson’s Sugar Book examined at Atticus Review

Laura Carter examines the hybrid carnage that is Johannes Goransson’s Sugar Book (TS 2015) at Atticus Review: “It’s anything but comfortable for us as readers. This sugary land is where life is frail, anorexic, and hardly moving, where the buzzing of flames and water (and perhaps a bit of ?) is ever present. A true horror play, a comedy of failures that can’t seem to find a livable world, which may be closer than the characters imagine.”

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Slab, by Selah Saterstrom, now available from Coffee House Press

On a slab that’s all Katrina left of her Mississippi home, Tiger tells her story, and it is as American as Horatio Alger, Schwab’s Pharmacy, and a tent revival. She was a stripper, but is she now a performance artist and best-selling author, and it is really Barbara Walters she’s narrating this tale to? Slab is how a girl ends up in the backwash of decadence and sin, and how out of the flotsam and jetsam she might construct a story of herself and the South to carry her to salvation.

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Omnibus review of Aaron Apps’ Intersex & Dear Herculine

At Sink Review, the brilliant Natalie Eilbert examines, at length, both of Aaron Apps’ recent books: “There is a reason why Apps is keen to render with disgust the images of bodies, beyond disharmonious harmony. It’s to remove the idea of the thing in favor of the thing itself, in all of its warm and damp and undisguised earth-flesh: ‘The action is disgusting and beautiful.'”

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