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Prayer for a Priestexxx Dark

Artist Statement This prayer is a glimpse into the cosmic forces at play in my NightQueen Performance Suite, which blends theater, music, experimental media and oral storytelling traditions into a 21st century narrative epic. The story follows an eclectic ensemble seeking hope in one another as their world is transformed by a global water crisis, […]

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Artist Statement This prayer is a glimpse into the cosmic forces at play in my NightQueen Performance Suite, which blends theater, music, experimental media and oral storytelling traditions into a 21st century narrative epic. The story follows an eclectic ensemble seeking hope in one another as their world is transformed by a global water crisis,

On J U P I T E R

* And during the Covid-19 shutdown, where could we go? Why not Jupiter? the one that comes after all the asteroids— the one swirling cold with ammonia and water— The biggest one with the bloody eye . . . Why not this place to mobilize alienation? to revel in black feminist interiority? to practice like

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* And during the Covid-19 shutdown, where could we go? Why not Jupiter? the one that comes after all the asteroids— the one swirling cold with ammonia and water— The biggest one with the bloody eye . . . Why not this place to mobilize alienation? to revel in black feminist interiority? to practice like

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“Let’s see” is walking toward me at dawn, behind my childhood cat. I don’t even look at my souvenirs anymore. My hair fell into the dirt, sticking up & waving in the wind. Who is it waving to? Your hair falls off of you & onto a heart-shaped plant. It’s fragrant, but I want absence.

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“Let’s see” is walking toward me at dawn, behind my childhood cat. I don’t even look at my souvenirs anymore. My hair fell into the dirt, sticking up & waving in the wind. Who is it waving to? Your hair falls off of you & onto a heart-shaped plant. It’s fragrant, but I want absence.

Meet Our Contributors | Issue 62:2 | Spring 2023

Will Alexander is a poet, novelist, essayist, playwright, aphorist, visual artist, pianist as improvisor, blurbist, and poet-in-residence at Beyond Baroque Literary Arts Foundation in Venice, California. He lives in Los Angeles. Hari Alluri (he/him/siya) is author of The Flayed City (Kaya) and chapbooks The Promise of Rust (Mouthfeel) and Our Echo of Sudden Mercy (Next

Meet Our Contributors | Issue 62:2 | Spring 2023 Read More »

Will Alexander is a poet, novelist, essayist, playwright, aphorist, visual artist, pianist as improvisor, blurbist, and poet-in-residence at Beyond Baroque Literary Arts Foundation in Venice, California. He lives in Los Angeles. Hari Alluri (he/him/siya) is author of The Flayed City (Kaya) and chapbooks The Promise of Rust (Mouthfeel) and Our Echo of Sudden Mercy (Next

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