&Now 2015: Blast Radius

We speak as a mongrel horde, from the eye of a dog of uncertain parentage. Our texts are half-breeds, mutant—cross-breeding languages and media, breaking colonizing vocabularies and signs upon themselves. In our poems and performances, we splice text-genes, graft image-skins under the cipher of the hybrid, the sign of the cur. The results are transmuted bodies that are our double—stuttering, obscenely baroque, blind. Lacunae and aporia, indwell. The text-body without borders, without discernable organs that bleeds into visual media and performance art. The failed body of the migrating text that refuses to stop in its perambulations and involutions. The text that eats itself with cannibal intelligence. Poetry as a language prosthesis indicating not absence but excess. The sublime radiance of that.