The following is an excerpt from Josh Sherman’s in-progress novel, Autoportrait , inspired by Édouard Levé’s work of the same name....

red mOoOoOoOooOoOon pink clouds residue from the burnings why is it the further we spiral the more beautiful life gets ? in the thick s

when we become famous enough for a wikipedia page the historians will call us the Godpussy Poets the Dadaists the Surrealists the...

the curiosity of the click, growing thru gravel and traveling back to the Mediterranean with Twombly for inspiration; I composed this...

Night Poem You fuck me up in the god way Striking a match, it’s night time And my hand is holding onto a tremor Pulsing out in wet doses

a forlorn fever break, an illness trapped in stretch wrap, a mangled fart box, looking for a Shania Twain radio station; the creation of...

2024/04/03 language does not signify the inversion of the world, but expansion, a new force moving the gigantic objects of a naked...

make me big enough to be invisible mistake me for infinity mark me nebulous, numinous permit me to disappear inside the amazon rainforest...

Valid thing to   say would be understandable for an instant efers coarse place To    put the skin of fingers Pressing against songs new...

brings a hatred of compassion we try boundaries, test Buddhism but bastardise concepts. Alice reads Lucia Berlin's Tiger Bites to me on...