I wrote a series of dramatic monologues in the voice of “the pig man,” a vile, complicated character I thoroughly enjoy. Here’s a taster, from the first poem “I Have A Forgettable Face”:
What luxury to be not tall not short not fat not thin, above all not beautiful, to have the same face as Charlie Brown: dot, dot, quivering line of anguish. I get to be disgusting. What does the little red-headed girl get?
The poems are in issue 5 of The Rusty Toque, online now, along with a whole whack of writing and multimedia from talented people. What I love about the Rusty Toque is that they make full use of the online format, not limiting themselves to the traditions of a print literary magazine. For example, check out this awesome short film/movement piece, directed by Chelsea McMullan and set in a women’s locker room.
In other news, there’s a review of For Today I Am a Boy in the current print issue of BUST, written by Aileen Gallagher. They gave it four boobs. Two pair! I’ll take it. (Gallagher also kindly said that it “keep[s] you reading” and that the “snatches of memory hurt so much they have the ring of truth.”)
And in case you missed it, this week’s ASK FU! is about a ”creative type person” who has a not-so-bad job — except for her “maniacal jerk” of a boss. Should she quit?