PLUNDERING HYBRIDS: VARIETY IN VERBIAGE THAT SHAKES SENTENCE FOUNDATION. CUTS THROUGH THE NARRATIVE SHORTCUT TO NOWHERE!
TAKE THAT CRUSTY OLD FRYING PAN AND SMACK IT OVER THE PEDESTRIAN STRUCTURE YOU GRAVITATE TOWARDS AND SQUANDER AGAIN AND AGAIN!
In this workshop we will examine new neural pathways to language. Works that transcend pace, take risks, trouble each sentence into its own world. We will surprise our paper with unreliable back alleys to the strange stink of exposed dissociated cracks. The water is warm, shallow. Definitely peed in.
Expect fresh upsurges of pitch and rants. Layer your words, thoughts, memories, hallucinations with thick, abrasive slashes of pigment. This is unmapped territory. Cut the deck. Grope down those hallways. No need to reemerge. Claw the bars of the hybrid. And have a damn great time doing it.
“He started listening to just the vowelly lining in what she said.
He skipped the casing consonants that made each word news.
It was carolly to him, a croon.” –Garielle Lutz
“Compelled to talk about everything. Except what there was
to be confronted by. Talk
turned in upon itself. Dried stains on sheets.” –Ann Quin