what's a better "after" than "—after the many torn shirts of Captain James T. Kirk"??
today from Elizander Espenschied:
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Posts by Griffin Rockwell (xe/they)
Harrison Ford in the St Patrick’s Day Parade scene from THE FUGITIVE
Happy Richard Kimble Narrow Escape Day!
At Interstellar Flight Mag, R. Thursday interviews IFP author Griffin Rockwell on their new book of poetry, LISTEN-a poetic creature, a book-length SFF cento inspired by the greats (and not-so-greats) of SFF history. medium.com/@richaund...
A lovely interview about this groundbreaking poetry book. LISTEN is a treat for the SFF canon nerds and so subversive.
So grateful for you!! 💙
preorder my friend griffin’s latest specpo volume at a discount via bookshop!
How did I forget to do this? You can find it on Bookshop.org or Barnes and Noble (though, pro tip, it’s discounted on Bookshop right now)!
bookshop.org/p/books/list...
Was an honor to blurb this wonderful book!
Griffin’s new chapbook, “LISTEN—“, lays on top of a collection of science fiction-related patches on a black background.
“I had worked hard for nearly two years…”
Author copies are here and I’m thrilled!! Grateful to @mickmakesmagic.bsky.social for the cover, @taylorbyas.bsky.social / @pintsncupcakes.bsky.social / Warren Longmire for blurbs, and of course Holly at @interstellarflight.bsky.social for picking it up!!
TOMORROW!!!!!!
Was delighted to blurb this wonderful book!
Very grateful to @taylorbyas.bsky.social, @pintsncupcakes.bsky.social, and Warren Longmire for blurbing it and sharing in my excitement, to mick Powell for the absolutely incredible cover artwork, and of course, so grateful to Holly at @interstellarflight.bsky.social for picking it up!
Cover art for Griffin Rockwell’s forthcoming book “LISTEN—“ which features an androgynous person staring at the viewer, outlined in purple, with a starry background.
It’s real and it’s coming soon—on Oct. 6, my latest chapbook will release!! This is a love letter to discovery and science fiction and the first book-length poem I’ve written. Preorder now here: www.interstellarflightpress.com/listen.html and join us at the Zoom launch party on Oct. 6!
Poster advertising a reading tonight at 7pm in Chicago with Noah Berlatsky, Griffin Rockwell and Elena Rielinger Ferguson, Sara Matson, and Elizabeth Joy Levinson. Address is Pilsen Community Books at 1102 W 18th St, Chicago IL 60608.
Chicago! Tonight at 7! So excited to read with @nberlat.bsky.social, @saramatson.bsky.social, @ejoylevinson.bsky.social, and my wonderful co-author Elena Rielinger Ferguson!
Can’t wait!!
an e-flyer for a ghost city press summer series event at pilsen community books, 8-18 at 7 pm, featuring noah berlatsky, elena rielinger fergusen, elizabeth joy levinson, sara matson and griffin rockwell.
this i really want to go to, because @saramatson.bsky.social & @daftrockwell.bsky.social in one beloved place together 😻 hell yeah
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Picture of thr Creature from the Black Lagoon swimming under a woman, with this text overlaid: From “I Go Looking For My Shadow Self—Lose Her” in the Defunkt surreal confessional anthology. Poem excerpt reads: “My body is an old black and white movie, a lagoon with a creature stirring in its depths. I dream my shadow self swims beside me, silhouette tenuous against the water’s edges.”
1st 2025 pub, ft. Creature from the Black Lagoon references, gender feelings, and shadow selves!
Thanks @littlemissbleah.bsky.social for picking it up 💙
Find the anthology here: www.defunktmag.com/product-page...
Sweet Pumpernickel! Look at those ears. I’m so sorry for your loss!!
Maybe you're forgetful, like I am. You can turn on reminders!
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Done! Easy accessibility.
Poem by Perry Janes, titled “Love Poem as Trojan Horse.” Poem reads: The forest fires above Los Angeles have crept down The hills overnight, where this morning their scorched Sunrise rouges my fiddlehead fern. Sometimes Hope is a question of redirecting the camera. A friend tells me he has to trick himself into feeling Anything but numb for the world. What won’t burn? Not the patchwork quilt Tina bought For our engagement. Not the brewery growlers Stacked along our wine crate bookshelves, teacups Glazed with our fingerprints. The fake stars Glued to our ceiling in constellations forever Spelling fortune. Not the anything we truly cherish— I used to prize clarity without compromise. I used to want suffering center-stage, well lit In the lens. Now, it’s changed. So many Routes in the heart’s city, steadily walled. So much need for a gentle hand pulling Focus from one fire to another, the tug That leads me from my window out Into the night, our night, a blanket Tossed around our shoulders, full Bellies swaying, her body stamped On mine as we stumble to the gates. If it must be ruin, if it must come To ruin: Love, open me.
Starting Perry Janes’ book “Find Me When You’re Ready” and having to pause in the prelude. Wow.
Excerpt from Griffin Rockwell’s “Self-Portrait as Pacific Rim,” which reads: Adaptability / has always been an asset / Building ourselves / new bodies / new strength Cherno coyote crimson Corinthian chrome Danger / the names we give ourselves / matter Exoskeletons / are as strong as / we make them Fighting unwinnable wars / every apocalypse more Grim than the last / we think of ourselves / as beyond Human / we already see a body / as something bigger
Apparently today is the day they hit the Breach. In honor of that, have a snippet from my abecedarian Self-Portrait as Pacific Rim—or check out the whole thing here:
www.freezeraypoetry.com/gretchen-roc...
New poem in-the-world, rare rare for me this year.
Beyond grateful to this circle for its soft landing.
Here's to long-ago friends, escape vehicles so ancient they only had a tape deck, every too-young-nuthoused kid—
and to you, still playing the hidden track.
Griffin stands in front of a sun setting behind a University of Iowa building. They are wearing a teal shirt and cicada collar pins and smiling.
Hard to believe it, but my first semester at the Workshop is done. (Now that grades are in, it feels real!) Never could’ve imagined this is how and where I would end my year, but incredibly grateful to be here.
Girl in foreground labeled "6 new poem ideas", boy in midground labeled "me" looking at girl in foreground, and another girl in the background labeled "the poem I spent over a month figuring out and am finally starting to make headway on" looking angry at the boy
BLACK FRIDAY BOOK SALES 🧵
There are so many! Please add any that I missed.
One short message from a reader is all it takes to turn a bad day around. Want to drop an author a line? Please do so. Trust me, it means the world to us.
If the whole poem is about the image of a red wheelbarrow, can’t the title be something different? Make it INTERESTING, William! Make it interesting!