Historical Fiction Imbued with the Uncanny:
Obsessions and Racial Guilt on an 1850s Plantation
Photography: Alanna Airitam. Model: Safiya Quinley
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THE HOUSE OF ERZULIE 2/21/2018, Shade Mountain Press "Kirsten Imani Kasai makes the macabre beautiful...The House of Erzulie makes you wonder what truly haunts our history, and how, if ever, we can escape it." Foreword Reviews "The House of Erzulie left me besotted ... Highly recommended." Historical Novel Society "This compelling and grim novel is a propulsive read, full of commentary on ethnic identity, mental illness, and power." Booklist "Kasai explores the horrors of slavery and its legacy in this gothic tale that tingles on the verge of psychological horror." Library Journal "The pleasures of this ... novel, are exquisite. It sits on the shelf with Wuthering Heights, Frankenstein, the work of Edgar Allan Poe, and Daphne Du Maurier’s Rebecca: restless ghosts, body horror, dastardly secrets, loves that should not be." The Adroit Journal |
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Editors' Choice: Historical Novels Review
Reviews: Historical Novels Review; Library Journal; Booklist; Foreword Reviews, The Adroit Journal, Interminable Rambling Advance coverage: 10 Most Anticipated Books By Women Of Color To Read In 2018 (Watch Jaro); 20 Books by Women to Look for in 2018 (She Geeks Out); 25 Fiction Books You Must Read in 2018 (Bitch Media); Adult Fiction and Nonfiction Read-Along Book Pairings (Book Riot); Books by Women of Color to Read in 2018 (Electric Literature); Most-Anticipated Books for February (The Millions); These New and Upcoming Books by Black Authors Will Give You Life in These Perilous Times (The Root) |
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THE ATMOSPHERIC MYSTERIES OF A STEAMING CORPSE
Collected Poems by Kirsten Imani Kasai
Hand-bound and stitched poetry chapbooks on SALE.
Tiny Poetics
1) There is nothing in you that sees me.
2) It is hard to be concerned with that which does not concern you.
3) Sentiment is the enemy of reason.
4) This light recalls you to me — stormy afternoons, pink-tinged. Sorrow.
5) When you look at me like so, rubbing your hands together, I know that you are the fly, and I am the dead meat...