Send My Love to Anyone | Issue 39
with Carrianne Leung, Victoria Mbabazi, Jacob Wren, and Kirby
Hello friends,
Welcome to Issue 39 of Send My Love to Anyone where you’ll find SMLTA recommendations, a new essay by Kirby on tenderness, a list poem by Carrianne Leung, two poems from Victoria Mbabazi’s forthcoming poetry collection, an excerpt from Jacob Wren’s new novel, my writing advice to my younger self, and some thoughts for Words Count on writing book blurbs.
From the SMLTA archive, check out 3 things Farzana Doctor learned while writing 52 Weeks to a Sweeter Life and an excerpt from Concetta Principe’s book DISCIPLINE n. v. A Lyric Dictionary.
Plus a book giveaway.
Hope you enjoy!
Kathryn
Send My Love to Anyone | Issue 39
"How I loved your love."
The First Time | This knife | fork | book postcard, tenderness, by Montreal-based artist/friend Billy Mavreas has become my calling card of sorts, I take it with me everywhere I go, gift it at my readings, a li’l reminder of what I’ve come to know as my core strength, what keeps me here.
Carrianne Leung | Issue 39
During the Genocide (A list)
* I try to find language
* I read histories of occupation and land theft
* I post things on social media
Victoria Mbabazi | Issue 39
The Siren in the Twelfth House
truthfully I can only tell you what’s missing
if love is oxygen it’s done nothing but die here
it’s yet to acclimate to my home’s density
but truth can exist without intimacy
Jacob Wren | Issue 39
Excerpt from Dry Your Tears to Perfect Your Aim
1: My Apologies
Dropping bombs is the purest form of capitalism. A Tomahawk missile costs US$1.87 million. An AGM-114 Hellfire costs US$150,000. The price of a GBU-44/B Viper Strike is currently unlisted but is likely also somewhere in this range. And the moment they hit the ground, the moment they detonate, the money is gone and you must buy new ones in order to do it all over again. A computer lasts from three to five years. A car lasts eleven. But a bomb, when you use it, lasts a split second and it’s gone. A bomb that kills many and a bomb that kills no one costs the same amount. It is not like throwing good money after bad or watching money burn. It’s like watching money detonate, watching money explode, like a Hollywood film in which the many explosions make up for the shortcomings of the script, filling in for absences of meaning and purpose.
Writing Advice to My Younger Self
On My Mind | My Younger Self Gives My Younger Self Writing Advice
On Blurbs
Words Count | What are your thoughts on book blurbs? Love them? Hate them? How do you ask for them or write them?
From the Archive
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