Day 10

Erin Dorney

Dear Adriene,

Every virtue signaled. Every lawn-boy. Every lady holding a platter with outstretched arms. Every nightfall, every windbreak, every morning tumbling wet. Every petal dropped, every dropped signal, every time anyone even thought to ask. I think: sunshine as punishment, lavender as love language, how some of our insides hold dead things and we don’t even know it. Shine a little light into those dark crevices of the body. A grain silo can be a metaphor for any feeling—one misstep and you are simply engulfed. Did you know suffocation rarely occurs from the weight of it? It is the grain itself that kills you, filling your every inch of throat.

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Erin Dorney is a poet and visual artist based in Western New York. She is the author of the books Yes I Am Human I Know You Were Wondering and I Am Not Famous Anymore: Poems After Shia LaBeouf, along with other zines and chapbooks. Her literary artwork and installations have been featured at the Center for Maine Contemporary Art, the Minnesota Center for Book Arts, and Susquehanna Art Museum. Erin is the co-founder of Fear No Lit and managing editor at Sarabande Books.

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Easton, Pennsylvania

"In Erin Dorney’s Yes I am Human I Know You Were Wondering, the distinction between the I and the You—already pretty flimsy in my experience—gets even murkier. Dorney orchestrates its eventual conflation through metaphysical prose poems and organically unsettling collages that foreground the power differential between an ever-widening range of relations: celebrity and fan, teacher and student, beloved and lover, pixels and flesh, writer and reader. She weaves Adriene’s wellness speak and broad directives through deftly described loneliness (‘We are the taxidermied trying to twist.’) and word music (‘Lies leaf-out late—clotted and dirty.’). Dorney writes, ‘An illusion describes a misinterpretation of a true sensation’ and I nod, happy to be lost alongside her in the slipperiness of the real."
—Sommer Browning, author of Good Actors

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