"I watch a housewife on TV tell how she lost her leg at six to a farm machine. She’s beautiful—looks like a horse—but in her head she’s missing a leg." Excerpts from Arisa White’s cross-genre manuscript, dear Gerald, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
"I want to help you understand what it is to kill something you have watched, but more so, what it is to kill something you have found beautiful." Excerpts from J'Lyn Chapman’s cross-genre manuscript, Our Last Days, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
"Over a period of months a few years into his disease, my demented father penciled hundreds of thumbprint-sized, broken circles into the pages of a legal pad. An act of obsession or devil’s possession in the starburst of decline ..." Excerpts from Alexis Orgera’s cross-genre manuscript, You Don't Mind: A Memorabilia, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
"This map of iterations is no more a marked surfys, but rather the luscent screan hung before each port. The arrivals are no more marked in ink, but rather arrayed in leight." Excerpts from Colin Post’s hybrid-genre manuscript, lynx perpetual lynx, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
"Vestigial was written at a time when I was coming out of a traumatic experience and was struggling with PTSD and a number of related autoimmune disorders...." Excerpts from Aja Couchois Duncan’s cross-genre manuscript, Vestigial, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
"You can fill my mouth with gauze to stop the bleeding, but you can also fill my mouth with gauze to shut me up.... I wrote this book to bleed myself out." Excerpts from Christine Friedlander’s hybrid-genre manuscript, AVANT GAUZE, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
In the wake of The Becoming (book 1 of the West of Kingdom Come quadrilogy), the feral twin brothers Rem + Rom "eggnawledge itchudder" and "reeleyes" their current state (fathered by a rogue member of the Lewis + Clark expedition and reared by a she-wolf) and build a log raft to "riverse ingenear" their father’s route-cum-rut that berthed them unceremoniously in spitting image at the mouth of the Columbia—all in the name of westward expansion.
Carl Ferrero's work has been exhibited at Feature Inc., Vox Populi, the Bronx Museum of the Arts, Artists Space, The Elizabeth Foundation, Los Angeles Contemporary Exhibitions, Exile gallery in Berlin, and Artenova in Italy.
"Her voice is like a carnation sucking water, sucking blue. / She drinks. Hello she says. / Yes she says like the lion of St. Mark, with liquid nonchalance…." Excerpts from Emily Carr’s hybrid manuscript, Name Your Bird Without A Gun: A Tarot Novel, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.
Medical practice as psycho-erotic soap opera. A mad philosophical speculation, a pseudo-scientific meditation. This is a horror show. Excerpts from Vanessa Roveto’s hybrid-genre manuscript, The Clinic, a finalist for the 2015 TS Book Prize.