Reminds me of a theory course I took at university where I fell in love with the professor. I understood almost none of what he talked about in class, but the language he used to say what he had to say was breathtaking. Same with Tessera. If you aren’t used to reading theory, it’s like reading another, vaguely familiar, language. Like remembering the sheer intoxication of being a kid and using new words – words that somehow did their work without reference to any well-defined meaning. Most of the stuff in here involves a sort of interpretive theoretical analysis of personal literary narratives. But there is one story called “Brownlocks and the Three Beds” which says what it has to say strictly through the use of images: “Brownlocks felt she wanted something from the world but she didn’t know what it was or how to get her hands on it. She did have PEE power, because of a bladder so large her mother made her wear a pair of snug panties to keep it from bulging out. She wet her panties at least once a week and liked the feeling.” There’s something wonderful about being an outsider to this stuff.
literary journal, no know publisher, main creators: Binhammer, Gauthier, Henderson, Moyes (editorial collective], $10,$ 18/2 issues, 350 Stong College, York University,, North York, ON M3J 1 P3