review: STOMACHS by luna miguel (tr. luis silva)

This review was originally published at Ploughshares on 7.14.17 Let’s romanticize purple. Let’s use it when something is so maudlin that it becomes gaudy, to describe a thing that contains copious amounts of weltschmerz. Let’s have this consensus: purple is not the way you (should) want your work to be described. But there are times forContinue reading “review: STOMACHS by luna miguel (tr. luis silva)”