Anarchist author B. Traven took his true identity to the grave, and while the person behind the pseudonym has been the topic of much literati cocktail party discussion, there is no debating the irreverent brilliance of his novels. The Death Ship doubles as a tale of both high seas adventure and a critique of modern bureaucratic absurdity. Its working class protagonist hefts his burdens with humor and aplomb in the face of great whip cracks and beastly States. At once smirking and heart wrenching, Traven’s work expresses a profound solidarity with the working world that is far too absent from the canons of modern thought.
“It’s really lonely here, but there’s lots of stuff.”
Yuri Herrera’s first novel to be translated into English, Signs Preceding the End of the World, details a lonesome sense of dread at a perceived impasse. Though the location is never specified, a Mexican-American border reminiscent of both work by Cormac McCarthy and Dante’s journey through Hell appears as backdrop, told in a language that is emotionally convincing of its place. Published over six years ago in Latin America to substantial acclaim, we are lucky to finally have Lisa Dillman’s wonderful translation, finally, in this small press edition from …& Other Stories publishing.
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Steve Finbow’s Grave Desire is an uncanny, frighteningly broad study of unsettling morbidity and taboo, a history all are aware of but few are open to deeply discuss. His coverage of necrophilia will have you squirming, elbowing you, jauntily winking at bizarre perversities while simultaneously regaling you with the gruesome details of hardcore live on corpse copulation. Simultaneously lowbrow and academic, Grave Desire is a title for the public burial of one’s pupils, its bold cover font an intellectual statement while cross legged at the café or riding on the metro. This is a title guaranteed to teach you some real weird shit on about ten thousand years of recorded history regarding corpses, intercourse, violence, and yes, even true love!
This is a really little book with a story about a woman who meets a man who is a dog. He's not literally a canine though. Also it's not a metaphor or anything, calling the guy a dog. He’s not particularly mongrel-ish or super horny or whatever calling someone a dog might mean. He just kind of IS a dog, like, in his mind. It’s hard to explain, but it’s totally weird and great and more books like this should exist and you should read it, okay?
The majority of the world population is born into poverty, a fortunate but shrinking amount arrive in this life middle class at the gates of the working world, and a precious few are born into great wealth. Fewer still however are born into a class utterly economically unidentifiable, raised by dogs or monkeys or wolves or bears, at the whimsy of whatever present species governs their upbringing. This book contains a light and fascinating study of recorded cases in which children have been raised or raised themselves “feral.” Are they better off? Maybe. This book doesn’t necessarily answer that question (let alone ask come to think of it), but it does introduce the reader to a number of instances in which children have been found living wild around the world, the public’s reaction to said children, and their fates post introduction to modernity. In short, Savage Girls and Wild Boys, is invaluable grist for the conversation mill at the next awkward social engagement you’re forced to appear at. How do mom-dogs feed human babies? Lets talk about it.