Anselm Berrigan

Oct 28, 2024 | thebaffler.com | Anselm Berrigan |Kyra Simone |Rafia Zakaria |Adrian Van Young

I would just like to point out, but I always endup pointing in.

Sep 13, 2024 | lithub.com | Anselm Berrigan

September 13, 2024  By Anselm Berrigan “Theories of Influence”Article continues after advertisementI do not know how I got through the firstday after the storm but recall that duringthe night, doubting what I had seenwith my own eyes I walked once morethrough the park.

May 21, 2024 | brooklynrail.org | Anselm Berrigan

Poetry I have a list of titles for poems I might write — you’re welcome to use them too: Fake Monk School Phosphorescent Hi-Ho Kicks Hello Coach, You’ve Been Lying to Me This Whole Time Gonna Goon Gotta Goon Objectivist Week Orcas Biting Propellers “I was ready to be a language writer but there was no open enrollment & the new kids were mean…” This Scarred Torso Made for Legless Striding Token Ramifications Going Postal Pivot to Remote Learning You Don't Know How Bad I Want to Sleep On The...

Mar 15, 2024 | bombmagazine.org | Rebecca Teich |Anselm Berrigan

(Archway Editions, 2024)Is citationalism cruising? Is friendship, in its multiplicities, distances, and erotics, indeed a way of life? In Gay Heaven Is a Dance Floor but I Can’t Relax, charles theonia insists so. In the poems collected here, encounters dilate and contort across timelines, on the gay beach, and in the archive. They chart affinities with late writers, musicians, artists, and activists whose afterlives touch the presents of the poet and their contemporaries near and far.

Feb 1, 2023 | brooklynrail.org | Anselm Berrigan

FEB 2023 Issue 1x1 Freegrets couple no shirts, fear of shoes, tell it what it is avatari: I too make spiral tracks on the sea floor when K wants more courage she looks at the way Rose draws a leg, the barn your studio, one leg ghosted, one hip impinged and set for replace- ment, Mera from Xebel, Jackson Hyde, & Arthur Curry, constellated, half a melon holding up the shack by which mammal shadows repose, the mutineer may be saved by the buoyancy of citrus, the living room corner my dusky shark...