Poetry. Literary Nonfiction. "Roland Barthes introduces us to this remarkable book: a 'corrected banality.' I can imagine no better spokesperson than the one who announced the death of the author, for AS WE KNOW is truly a work of 'destroyed origin,' in which 'all identity is lost.' Borsuk takes hold of Fitch's notebooks, filled with their gorgeous banalities, and forges them into a graphic sprawl that belongs to no one of no gender. And yet, we read these confessional fragments with as much eagerness as we bring to the ...
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Poetry. Literary Nonfiction. "Roland Barthes introduces us to this remarkable book: a 'corrected banality.' I can imagine no better spokesperson than the one who announced the death of the author, for AS WE KNOW is truly a work of 'destroyed origin,' in which 'all identity is lost.' Borsuk takes hold of Fitch's notebooks, filled with their gorgeous banalities, and forges them into a graphic sprawl that belongs to no one of no gender. And yet, we read these confessional fragments with as much eagerness as we bring to the secrets of our best friend, or the stars, or our selves. This 'I' who speaks, who can never be known, lets language spin its own brilliant tales. 'I' or 'we' are enraptured."--Julie Carr
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