José Felipe Alvergue is a graduate of both the Cal Arts Writing and Buffalo Poetics programs. He is the author of gist : rift : drift : bloom (2015) and precis (2017). He lives and works in Wisconsin.
Act 1 Setting Construction site on the outskirts of a big city. A winter evening. The sky still reflects light, but during this first act, little by little, it will become fully engulfed in evening. A looming, pallid, full moon rises over the vapor-silhouette of a smoke-stack amidst factories. A […]
one can step into the same earth twice but not the river a river understood as a flow of passing droplets of time tarnished by occurrences in this picture the earth is a solid and unchangeable law the part of the fire which does not burn the […]
Half the night passes on a far-off lonely porch legs and arms tangled in pleasure. What a thirst the madhuca wine gives me. She pours autumn rainwater out of a small clay jar, her arms tremble like evening creepers. Moonlight shatters against the spout. It’s a bad luck […]
[NUMERACY] One temptation, when a thing is countable, is to imagine that instances of it are interchangeable. -Caleb Crain (Null hypothesis) hypothesis It’s as if I’ve been mating rugs, crossing blue ones with green ones, Friar Mendel. In a numerical sequence that has no pattern, there is still […]