"Drawing from tropes of the abject feminine in vintage horror and confessional poetry, Sara Deniz Akant's poems move between epistolary and diary in letters and confessions to and from Phantaa mechanical hydra, a spider, a sequential self-attracting many-sexed organism, an artificial intelligence, a 'broken device filled with children.' Phanta has been the ringtone on the self-help hotline and the footnote in the DSM case study and the author of herself. This is a book made of milk, blood, cum, sap, piss, yolk, and sweatlike being, suddenly, the living part of a Kiki Smith installation. Akant writes: 'unpacking Phanta / is like: poem, poem, poem, porn.' It really is."Divya Victor
"There's a stubborn beauty in these pieces; the poems erupt the same moment they're read. Akant's HYPERPHANTASIA does something akin to excavation in its preoccupation with fragments and how they dialogue together: names, houses, bodies, cities, machines. The self, the narrator, is kaleidoscopically scattered, threaded throughout with the persistently honest chatter of Phanta: the observer-effect put on full display."Hala Alyan
"With sonic reverberations of Turkish, phone mistranslations and 'garbage texts,' Akant's haunting work captures the strangest moments at the end of the worlda wedding where the groom looks to the crowd and asks 'what's the fucking point?' as the speaker searches his pockets for drugs. In these dazzling poems, the self is a mask making new worlds from the deada ghost crawling out of bedand the defiant speaker stranded in her own digital terror." Sandra Simonds
"HYPERPHANTASIA features a recurring cast of characters who flit across the pagesheard and misheard phrases echoing around a recognizable and harsh environmentmysteriously rendered into poetry. Sara Deniz Akant is a kind of witch, and this book forges a new genre of alchemical realism."Chris Kraus
"If racial capitalism has chopped us up into tiny lil' pieces, who says those shards can't scream-sing themselves toward another life? Pizza Bagelsô, Charmander, your father's unfurling tongue, a collection of white girls, the therapist's parrot wilding out in the closetyou are stuffed with multitudes, Sultan Saroh! If you have any 'undealt with trauma,' please do read this book. Akant has carved out a space for us to let our visions grow a spine and have a fucking life!"Jennifer Tamayo
"Akant conjures the ancestral surrealism, something long before the word knew itself. The life we trust becomes a blast of light through a new and clear lens with this book. Do you also love to loiter in weird and brilliant poems until your purpose for being there becomes clear? Well, here we are; I am glad we found our way to these codes and keys of the Deniz Dimension."Ca Conrad
Poetry. Hybrid. Women's Studies.
"Drawing from tropes of the abject feminine in vintage horror and confessional poetry, Sara Deniz Akant's poems move between epistolary and diary in letters and confessions to and from Phantaa mechanical hydra, a spider, a sequential self-attracting many-sexed organism, an artificial intelligence, a 'broken device filled with children.' Phanta has been the ringtone on the self-help hotline and the footnote in the DSM case study and the author of herself. This is a book made of milk, blood, cum, sap, piss, yolk, and sweatlike being, suddenly, the living part of a Kiki Smith installation. Akant writes: 'unpacking Phanta / is like: poem, poem, poem, porn.' It really is."Divya Victor
"There's a stubborn beauty in these pieces; the poems erupt the same moment they're read. Akant's HYPERPHANTASIA does something akin to excavation in its preoccupation with fragments and how they dialogue together: names, houses, bodies, cities, machines. The self, the narrator, is kaleidoscopically scattered, threaded throughout with the persistently honest chatter of Phanta: the observer-effect put on full display."Hala Alyan
"With sonic reverberations of Turkish, phone mistranslations and 'garbage texts,' Akant's haunting work captures the strangest moments at the end of the worlda wedding where the groom looks to the crowd and asks 'what's the fucking point?' as the speaker searches his pockets for drugs. In these dazzling poems, the self is a mask making new worlds from the deada ghost crawling out of bedand the defiant speaker stranded in her own digital terror." Sandra Simonds
"HYPERPHANTASIA features a recurring cast of characters who flit across the pagesheard and misheard phrases echoing around a recognizable and harsh environmentmysteriously rendered into poetry. Sara Deniz Akant is a kind of witch, and this book forges a new genre of alchemical realism."Chris Kraus
"If racial capitalism has chopped us up into tiny lil' pieces, who says those shards can't scream-sing themselves toward another life? Pizza Bagelsô, Charmander, your father's unfurling tongue, a collection of white girls, the therapist's parrot wilding out in the closetyou are stuffed with multitudes, Sultan Saroh! If you have any 'undealt with trauma,' please do read this book. Akant has carved out a space for us to let our visions grow a spine and have a fucking life!"Jennifer Tamayo
"Akant conjures the ancestral surrealism, something long before the word knew itself. The life we trust becomes a blast of light through a new and clear lens with this book. Do you also love to loiter in weird and brilliant poems until your purpose for being there becomes clear? Well, here we are; I am glad we found our way to these codes and keys of the Deniz Dimension."Ca Conrad
Poetry. Hybrid. Women's Studies.
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Product Details
ISBN-13: | 9781734831658 |
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Publisher: | Rescue Press |
Publication date: | 09/27/2022 |
Pages: | 92 |
Product dimensions: | 5.83(w) x 8.35(h) x 0.32(d) |