BLUNT LIKE AN IDEA

At that point of the mind where thought refracts into action and the subtle shiver of a synapse becomes a blunt object… SOMETHING still hovers above all nuanced rationalizations for the administration of empire. SOMETHING stirs for the total liberation of thought and life from the artificial constraints placed upon them by the so-called realisms [...]

2023-10-21T16:42:21+00:00October 20th, 2023|News, Prose|

WEEKLY ENTRAIL

Most rational people believe in evolution. Some rarer few believe in spontaneous combustion. Only the surrealist believes in the cheerful combination of both. This entails a certain concession to circumstances, to wit: you can’t please all of the complexes all of the time, but you can mitigate some irritants by regularly trepanning your alter ego. [...]

2021-08-30T23:59:37+00:00August 27th, 2021|News, Prose|

WEEKLY SPASM

Reports of nocturnal encounters with little furry cultural agents are increasing, typically in neighbourhood parking lots, back alleys and dumpsters. The animals in question may look cute and try to solicit sponsorships. “In fact,” says local art critic and rabies connoisseur Dr. Hackenbush, “they have a special secretory gland that emits a noxious miasma, that [...]

2021-08-27T18:52:14+00:00August 20th, 2021|News, Prose|

The Treasure is Below the Third Pyramid

“I tried one syllable words like am, art, it and off. The Egg trembled very slightly, without communicating any meaning to me.” -Leonora Carrington, The Stone Door I am by myself. I have in front of me a disorienting booklet entitled “Clues to MEANING”. The front cover depicts three people, one young, one old, one [...]

2020-04-22T10:53:11+00:00April 21st, 2020|Essay, Games, Prose|

Happy Holidays from Peculiar Mormyrid!

Tis the season? July 3rd, 2018. This was the date of my very first sighting, the first hint of the shadow to come. I’d found its birthsack in south Georgia, on the second floor of a decrepit, water damaged old building. Not a snowflake in sight, either—just a rare white mold. Unfortunately i’d missed the [...]

2020-01-04T20:50:19+00:00December 1st, 2019|Prose|

Joël Gayraud – The Attic of the Abyss

It often happens that some confirmation signal comes in after one of our issues has wrapped up. We welcome this as an indication that the game is not finished, that the exploration continues, and that nothing is ever truly “too late”. In this case, Joël Gayraud has sent us a startling piece of theatre on [...]

2019-01-13T03:42:06+00:00January 12th, 2019|Poetry, Prose|

Some Irrational Reviews of Universalizing Objects

A Green Ceramic Creature signed “Sharon MacDonald, H., 1914” Price: 1.99 This object seems very good for what it is. On the one hand it is clearly dog, but on the other, it isn’t at all. It is quite smooth and green. When I first glanced it, I assumed it was something more particular. My [...]

2020-01-04T16:19:23+00:00April 6th, 2018|Essay, Object, Prose|

Hagstone Review—Rings A Bell

In the creepiest corner of the commodity market, among the cheapest and most embarrassing DREGS of garage sales and bargain bins and used-book stores, a new spirit is forming from the misshapen, the forgotten, the uncanny leftovers of the literary. HAGSTONE REVIEWS seek to unearth these eso-erotic atavisms for the world at large, in the [...]

2017-09-01T15:04:58+00:00September 1st, 2017|Object, Prose|
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