Grapefruit by Yoko Ono
I’ve been studying the worldview of early surrealists, and I think Grapefruit and the staging of many of its pieces embodies that worldview seamlessly toward happiness, curiosity, and wonder rather than simply childhood absurdity (though it has that too).
Mammother by Zachary Schomburg
I love all of his books, but to see a poet write a novel is a lovely thing, and it all rings through with his form of emotive surrealism.
Autoportrait by Edouard Leve
It’s the book I most recently finished, so maybe I should let it sit awhile, but the novelty of its form just grabbed me. The whole thing is so intimate and unnerving in its introspection.
She’s the writer I struggle most with, but love despite it all. I always feel not-quite-intelligent-enough for her work, and yet it brings me back every time, especially “Autobiography of Red” and “Plainwater.”
I’ve only recently found Salamun’s work, but I love the way he manages to balance surrealist tones with a sprinkle of pure goofiness and an omnipresent sense of heartfelt sincerity through it all.
Evan Williams is a cornfield currently enrolled as a student at The University of Chicago. He has work appearing or forthcoming in HAD, Ecotheo, and DIAGRAM, among others. There’s a chance he’s working on a full length collection. His website is here: https://ejwilliams6.wixsite.com/oneggsandsuch