Bøger af Sean Kilpatrick

Sean Kilpatrick's collected plays, critcism, and fiction 2003 - 2023Introduction by Alfred WichlySucker June (expanded and revised)Alfred Wichly's Mother Tongue (finally uncensored)Don't Weigh In (psychotic reaction reviews)Every script and play corrected (Gil the Nihilist, Sir William Forsythe, Nudes, Twitterfinder General, Shock Test, Goliards, Gumshorn)

Sean Kilpatrick's Collected Poems 2003-2023, print edition. Poems featured in 200 magazines, including: Boston Review, Columbia Poetry Review, Vice, Fence, LIT, and Hobart.

From Schism [2] Press A brilliant, serious and goof-rendered life cycle punctuated, constantly, with castration, abortions and suicide. Pageantry, clichés, cynicism and Catullus-like military exercises dedicated to and dragged over time's tender acne. A sordid and jaded love story ("we rubbed our anuses together in a field") garnished with bosses and workers who fuck everything, bubbling up shared panic and annihilation in "the urine of a girl who already forgot you." Rauan Klassnik

PRAISE FOR BLAKE BUTLER "An endlessly surprising, funny, and subversive writer." -Publishers Weekly "If the distortion and feedback of Butler's intense riffing is too loud, you may very well be too boring." -Globe and Mail (Toronto) "Try Blake on. Lace him up. Wear him around your neck in wreaths." -Vice "If there's a more thoroughly brilliant and exciting new writer than Blake Butler . . . well, there just isn't." -Dennis Cooper PRAISE FOR SEAN KILPATRICK "This is a book you need. Language reset. Guidebook." -HTML GIANT on Sean Kilpatrick's fuckscapes "The violent, sexual zone of television and entertainment is made to saturate that safe-haven, the American Family. The result is a zone of violent ambience, a 'fuckscape': where every object or word can be made to do horrific acts. As when torturers use banal objects on their victims, it is the most banal objects that become the most horrific (and hilarious) in Sean Kilpatrick's brilliant first book." -Johannes Goransson on fuckscapes "Here is your I.V. drip of sphinx's blood." -CA Conrad