Tuesday, September 03, 2024

Tuesday poem #596 : Tracy Quan : Tusk


 

Why the movieola
exists depends

which side

the formica

you occupied,

spine facing

town air behind

glass, deceptive first

printing, fine or near

fine—or did you repurpose

the
machine, initiate the initiated.
One fortnight after
election a video
installation, White
Street. In the inaugural
shadow of Bloomingdale’s—
flagship waiting, Poland, exhale.

 

 

 

 

 


Tracy Quan is the author of three novels, including Diary of a Manhattan Call Girl, published by HarperCollins. Her poems have appeared in periodicities: a journal of poetry and poetics, Love’s Executive Order, Los Angeles Review of Books, Newest York, Poets Reading the News, Addanomadd and Topical Poetry. She’s a contributor to Hustling Verse: An Anthology of Sex Workers’ Poetry (Arsenal Pulp Press). A regular guest on Hong Kong’s RTHK Radio 3, she currently serves as a juror for the New York City Book Awards. A new essay was recently published in Radical History Review. Portrait of the author by Stanley Moss.

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

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