Cami Park

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A dollar ninety-nine

In Art, Confessional, Poetry on July 4, 2010 at 10:27 am

http://www.flickr.com/photos/anahasbananas/

Ana Carrete

Ana Carrete has collages! They are freaky and good and weird, uniquely creative and profound. I love the color and composition of the one above, and another, titled kitty-cat-lady has a slight Dargerish vibe (plus genius, minus creepiness) that appeals. Anyway, I just love Ana C. There’s always something with that girl.

For Independence Day, and The Best American Poetry, Reb Livingston presents Rebecca Loudon‘s poem, What I didn’t say when the gasworks shook their iron tails in my direction, and makes my soul feel like a drum.

There are two fans facing each other across this room, each on a pile of books. They are competing, but I like them both the same, and couldn’t do without either. It’s the billowing curtain between that I really love.

Not dead

In Confessional, Film, Science on May 31, 2010 at 9:20 am

Kathy Acker

I watched Man on Wire yesterday, about Philippe Petit, who did the most subversive thing in 1974, which was to walk a tightrope between the World Trade Center towers. It was a beautiful, sublime act, a fantastic insanity. One of the interviewed commented that Petit approached each day like a work of art. Someone else said that in order to pass as an American, he put a lot of pens in his pocket, because Americans like to do that, apparently.

I think we are all animals, and simply making the best of it.

So many suitcases

In Confessional, Poetry, Prose on March 14, 2010 at 7:44 pm

Issue 11 of NOÖ Journal is up, and I’m very happy to have my story, “Everyone the Same, But Not At Once,” included. It’s an awesome issue altogether, including work from Donna Vitucci, Sasha Fletcher, Erin Elizabeth Smith, Dennis Cooper, and a collaboration between Dobby Gibson and Matt Hart.

Chinchillas

In Confessional, How to, Music on March 13, 2010 at 9:40 pm

Chinchilla is one of the most costly and fragile of furs, and is best suited to a brunette with a good complexion.

It’s upsetting.

Over the moon

In Confessional, Poetry, Prose on March 10, 2010 at 8:04 pm

My poem about expiring, “LA Confidences,” is a semi-finalist for Flatmancrooked’s Poetry Prize, and will be published in the Flatmancrooked Volume of Contemporary Poetics along with the 44 other semi-finalists plus a few well-known poets like Li-Young Lee, Eleni Sikelianos, and Forrest Gander. I am beside myself, and so happy for ana c.‘s original inspiration.

MABEL

In Art, Confessional, Prose on March 9, 2010 at 8:17 pm

I have a new story, Even the Smallest, up at the always fresh Wigleaf. Plus a postcard.

Perfect strange

In Art, Confessional, Poetry on March 5, 2010 at 10:22 pm

Andrea Shear

Self-Portrait
Cami Park

Hot and perfect strange.
A blue island of
coral days
fathomed nights

a wreck of desert cities.

3 monks and a priest

In Confessional, Poetry, Prose on March 2, 2010 at 7:40 pm

I wrote Last Meals of the Saints for for every year. I’m not meaning to hog the 16th century or anything, but Crispin had a contributor drop out at the last second, plus I was inspired by Henry VIII‘s mass execution of 3 monks and a priest in that year, 1535.

Also, Travis Kurowski was my excellent HTMLG Secret Santa for X-mas, and he got me a subscription to a poetry journal I wasn’t familiar with, The Lumberyard, and I just got Issue #5 in the mail, and it’s a sumptuous, gorgeous, letter-pressed thing. This particular issue is dedicated to truckers, and it reminds me a bit of Forklift, Ohio (my favorite) sensibility-wise. A CD from Seclusion is enclosed -Three Bridges -Hostile Impetus. I haven’t listened to it yet, because honestly, the whole thing is just too pretty to take apart. With poetry by Brett Eugene Ralph, Kathleen McGookey, Dan Pinkerton, Yikilo Hiskiss, Tiffany Turner, M. Bartley Siegel, and Derek Mong individually and carefully formatted, it’s a complete treat to see and feel and read.

Red bull

In Confessional, Poetry, Prose on March 1, 2010 at 3:23 pm

Randoms.

I have a match-sized piece up at Matchbook, along with a “critical thought,” which isn’t either, really.

Rollerfink‘s amazingly amazing Orlando Innamorato (“Orlando in Love”) was nominated by for every year for the storySouth Million Writers Award, because it’s so fucking awesome, that’s why.  At least, that’s the only reason I can think of.

Lincoln Michel has a new poem at elimae. I’ve liked Lincoln Michel since I published some of his work as poetry editor at Night Train awhiles back. I’ve followed him around since, as he’s launched Gigantic and been busy other ways. I was happy to see poetry from him again.

lil bitches

In Confessional, Film, Poetry on February 28, 2010 at 11:08 am

Chelsea Martin and Elizabeth Ellen offer their insights into major minor writers players in the internet literary scene. I learned some things.