N7ostradamus

Poetry. "To 'adapt.' To deflect 'entities.' To 'autocue.' Travis Macdonald's book of predictions possesses a playful and dark momentum. Questions of 'trembling' and 'submerged' experience mix with a joy in production that takes a body where it does not, at first, want to go: towards a 'sense.' Or: 'bonus.' Or: 'blaze.' But whose body is burning up? And what do you see where the fire 'ebbs'? This is a book written from a spirited and volatile unconscious. Read it when it's raining, or at night, or with your eyes completely closed"--Bhanu Kapil.