Over My Shoulder
about 38 months ago (11/30/2021)
Leslie Scalapino is a summer poet. Her work’s humid, skin and air become indistinguishable. She catches glints of light and dogs and sex, unfurls montages of violence distant and palpable, interpolates and peels away the composite mercy of structure. Cloud and camera, her figures vent an obstructive dexterity that enhances their paratextual qualities as climates […]