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 Staff Picks (January 2019) 
 
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 total recall | samantha giles | krupskaya
 
recommended by 
Jane Gregory 
 

"It's pretty hard to forget." Brutal and tender, this book made me a little weepy and a little undone, a lot of alive. So it's the book I choose to carry me into the New Year. It'll carry me and I'll carry it right next to "the back of all [I've] got left." It is crazy wise, so it knows "it's hard to know what to carry forward," hard to know what to do with what is left—left in the mind, left out, left alive or behind. With material grace, though, it tells you some things you might try to do with what it is hard to know and not know, like here: "check the pulse / of the chased / and the chastened / fasten a kind of impossibility / in the rendering / of fat and fact / make what / was once / human / and / reform / what gets left / it is you." TOTAL RECALL is a book I know I'll turn to again and again, and it is a page turner, too. Its voice is singular and fierce, its intimacy hard-won. I say back to it: if you have to leave me, leave me with this.



 our rimbaud mask | anna vitale | ugly duckling presse
 
recommended by 
e. conner 
 

David Wojnarowicz did not live to see his work enjoy this most recent attention incited by a huge retrospective at The Whitney in New York City. David left this plane 26 years ago from AIDS in his home in the midst of a hot New York Summer. Perhaps his most famous work is Untitled (Buffalo); a close up photograph of a model from the Museum of Natural History of Buffalo being run off the side of a cliff. It was the cover of a U2 album and sold at auction 4 years ago for $125,000. To many underground fans before and after his death the most influential series of his photographs might be what is known as Arthur Rimbaud in New York. Anna Vitale's essay goes in deep to look at how this series relates to her work on suicide. Arthur Rimbaud did not die of suicide & neither did Wojnarowicz. Still, I ugly cried to this while reading this out loud in my room with the space heater on. It's good for that.

 
 
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