Stealth

Poetry. LGBT Studies. "STEALTH, this reeling motet, feels like a Tarkovsky film, all of them strung together, about the end of the world, these poems continuously spilling themselves into other spaces ad infinitum. And giving us a tiny window on that. It feels like a shell-game. Friendship and language. STEALTH is excited and joyous, while dying, dragging one's tired ass through a desert, hallucinating. It feels like The Waste Land but the footnotes are fun. STEALTH is more boy than girl. I don't think Philip Marlowe, I think of Philip Whalen with a pilot's silk scarf tied around his neck. Man or a girl's doll. These multiples never get solved, only raised here. I think I mean that stealth is simply the past tense of steal or living finally with everything you stole—living well in a paradise of your own"—Eileen Myles.