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      <g:title>Running to the Sun by Antonina Gugała</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Photographs and prose by Antonina Gugała

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&lt;i&gt;We don’t see anyone we know in the park, and we are completely alone in the playground. On this day, even the usually busy street is empty. The external world exists, but without greater meaning. We are together—in a cocoon, a den, on a cloud, on an island—distanced from others, enclosed within our circle.&lt;/i&gt;

An expectant mother finds herself out of sight, out of mind during the pandemic; with eyes tightly shut throughout labor; seeking contact with an infant’s gaze and trying out a toddler’s underfoot line of vision; and straining to keep both in sight on expeditions to the playgrounds and museums of Warsaw. Apertures of nurturing.

In her autobiographical photobook &lt;i&gt;Running to the Sun&lt;/i&gt;, artist Antonina Gugała weaves images of moments in time paced to the clock of parenting (an alternately hustling or stalling mechanism) with capsular prose texts detailing motherhood envisioned and navigated through various forms of isolation and societal rupture. And all while molding an evolving identity as artist-researcher and mother-of-two attempting to balance generative practices of creation and caregiving.

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&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/antonina-gugaa-reads-vignettes-from" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Hear Antonina Gugała read&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eight capsule texts from &lt;i&gt;Running to the Sun&lt;/i&gt;, translated, from the Polish, by Magda Tchorek-Bentall.

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2025
Edition of 500
Translated, from the Polish, by Magda Tchorek-Bentall
132 pages, 16.5×20.5 cm, color offset, binding sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Munken Pure 150 with hot-stamped cover on Pure Rough 300
Designed by Nicole Salnikov
ISBN 978-83-68165-16-6

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Antonina Gugała&lt;/b&gt; is an artist and researcher living in Warsaw. Her practice explores photography not only as image and object but as a set of social practices ingrained in everyday life. Projects in this vein have included &lt;i&gt;Warsaw Photographer&lt;/i&gt;, at the Archeology of Photography Foundation, and &lt;i&gt;Celina Osiecka: Photographic Services&lt;/i&gt;, at the Praga Museum of Warsaw. Photographs included in &lt;i&gt;Running to the Sun&lt;/i&gt; have been exhibited at the State Gallery of Art in Sopot, Ujazdowski Castle Centre for Contemporary Art, and, most recently, in the exhibition &lt;i&gt;Paper, Scissors, Rock&lt;/i&gt; at the Alina Foundation.</g:description>
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      <g:title>The Blond Daisy by e. irem az</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Blond Daisy&lt;/i&gt;

Poems by e. irem az

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&lt;i&gt;all of the above indicates that my grandmother’s Allah is labor. labor of the house, of the kitchen, of agriculture, of my grandfather’s heating stove shop; is raising her children and grandchildren; is the dizzying pastries, is eggs fresh from chicken and quails. my grandmother was the laborer who brought O into life. her hands, fingers, knuckles, nails, feet, legs, joints, nose, ears, lips, cheeks, and the rest of her flesh, hair, and bones. many forms, yes. love is never immaterial. O is labor: All at once.&lt;/i&gt;

e. irem az’ &lt;i&gt;The Blond Daisy&lt;/i&gt; is a booklet composed of two multi-section poems, including the eponymous poem, about irem’s late grandmother, Zinet Tosun, and her Allah, at once universally boundless and simultaneously present in diurnal labor; and “perhaps it all started with,” which resurfaces smothering intergenerational trauma, zeroing in on domestic thresholds as simultaneously a seal but also potential escape route.

&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/e-irem-az-reads-the-blond-daisy"&gt;Hear irem read an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;The Blond Daisy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.

The acrylic cover painting is by Seçil Koman, author-artist of &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/the-endless-loop"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The Endless Loop in My Mind,”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Bored Wolves, 2022).

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2025
Edition of 400
24 pages, 14×20 cm, color offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu
Cover painting by Seçil Koman
ISBN 978-83-68165-11-1</g:description>
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      <g:title>Sleigh Ride by Joe Fletcher</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Prose by Joe Fletcher
Gouache collages by Mikołaj Moskal

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&lt;i&gt;There was a sleigh: jet black and gleaming.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;i&gt;The long steel runners curved at their termini like arabesques of ice. It was too dark to clearly discern the design on its side, but it was intricate, ornate, suggestive of cuneiform and the minarets of Cairo. Two orange lanterns mounted above the driver’s chair were each encircled by a cloud of gnats and moths. Draped in fabulously embroidered saddlecloths, Ajax and Hector stomped the earth.&lt;/i&gt;

In &lt;i&gt;Sleigh Ride&lt;/i&gt;, a kinetically wondrous prose tale from poet Joe Fletcher, a father and his convalescing son plunge in carpentered, stallion-drawn sleigh slashing through lush forest, advancing through a sequence of diorama-like settings. The books ten chapters are interspersed with gouache collages by Kraków artist Mikołaj Moskal (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/remmus"&gt;REMMUS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), rooted and riverine, functioning as curtains swept aside to reveal each chapter of Fletcher’s exhilarating nocturne.

&lt;i&gt;Given that the only exit from the cellar was the door, hardly wider and taller than a man, I marveled at how father could have extracted his creation from his smithy and pointed it at the forest. But I said nothing as I climbed unaided onto the purple velvet couch.&lt;/i&gt;

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2025
Edition of 500
68 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-68165-13-5

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Joe Fletcher&lt;/b&gt; is the author of &lt;i&gt;The Hatch&lt;/i&gt; (Brooklyn Arts Press), a poetry collection; chapbooks including &lt;i&gt;Partial Veil&lt;/i&gt; (Romance Press), &lt;i&gt;The Parachutist&lt;/i&gt; (Ethel), and &lt;i&gt;Kola Superdeep Borehole&lt;/i&gt; (Bateau Press); and a scholarly monograph, &lt;i&gt;William Blake as Natural Philosopher, 1788–1795&lt;/i&gt; (Anthem Press). He teaches at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and serves as Assistant Editor of the William Blake Archive.</g:description>
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      <g:title>I Was Going to Work by Nourhan Maayouf</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;A hybrid picture book by Nourhan Maayouf

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“Invest in a floating city or gentrify a submerged one.”

Nourhan Maayouf’s &lt;i&gt;I Was Going to Work&lt;/i&gt; is a hybrid sci-fi picture book by the Cairo-based artist, in which the proto-cyborg citizens of Happy Land Nation establish new-fashioned diurnal rhythms against the ever-present backdrop of a monorail to nowhere and its pillars, idle and idolatrous.

Across forty-four spreads of what might be thought of as a picture book for adults, Maayouf delves into every aspect of a deeply familiar society in which retrograde devolution is billboarded as reinvention by Orwellian technocrats and speculators.

And yet pockets of the cyborg population continue striving, dreaming, craving, protesting, gleaning, and inventing. For a situation to be bleak, some notion of beauty must remain tenaciously rooted where it matters most.

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2025
Edition of 500
92 pages, paperback, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-68165-09-8

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&lt;b&gt;Nourhan Maayouf&lt;/b&gt; is an artist based in Cairo, Egypt. She obtained her MA degree in Arts in Public Spheres from EDHEA, Switzerland. In addition to her photography, video, and installations, she is the author of the zine &lt;i&gt;Homemade: Tales from Egyptian Youth During Confinement&lt;/i&gt;.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Birthday Boy by Marco Antonini &amp; Michael Günzburger</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt; Poems by Marco Antonini
Drawings by Michael Günzburger

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&lt;i&gt;47 years ago…&lt;/i&gt;

In &lt;i&gt;Birthday Boy&lt;/i&gt;, the Italian poet and artist Marco Antonini constructs a cup-and-string phone between vulnerable adulthood and lingering childhood memories of

eucalyptus, avocado (“which was edible: / the pit or the pulp?”), popcorn (ceiling), the boxes of mysterious moves, argent dust, and a loop of buckets of sudsy water sloshed into the gutter. And the time when

&lt;i&gt;47 years ago / We buried a bottle full of leaves and flowers / Our witches’ brew / Beneath the modest garden&lt;/i&gt;

Each of the cycle’s poems is paired with an ink drawing by artist Michael Günzburger, snagging disintegrating landmarks in place and time.

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2025
Edition of 500
28 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Pilar Rojo
ISBN 978-83-68165-10-4</g:description>
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      <g:title>The Edge of the Vessel at the Height of My Mouth by Alicja Bielawska</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Alicja Bielawska

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“The vessels I create are large; you need two hands to lift a bowl or a vase. They take up space, but they also contain a lot of space within themselves. Wide bowls and tall vases are capacious. You can feel it if you put your hand inside.”

&lt;i&gt;The Edge of the Vessel at the Height of My Mouth&lt;/i&gt; gathers together twenty-five of artist Alicja Bielawska’s colored-pencil drawings of (jugs) (vases) (vessels) combined with self-reflective poetry and prose fragments about jugularity in her ceramics work—part of a constellated practice melding sculpture, installation, textiles, ceramics, and drawing.

With self-animating pairings of two to four vessels contoured and contouring, embraced and embracing, Bielawska explores variations of intersection, glancing/grazing, what-contains-what, and flatness rising into the sinuous shaping of volume, sometimes incorporating grids radically rippling.

Through haptic prose and poetry, she further enmeshes mediums and materials, as her eyes track the penciling hand across fibrous paper describing the same hand slick with wet clay, palming ceramic air, cupping a jugful of dandelion wine.

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2025
Edition of 500
80 pages, paperback, 19×26 cm, color, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Concept and sequencing by Stefan Lorenzutti
Designed by Pilar Rojo with Stefan Lorenzutti
ISBN 978-83-68165-05-0</g:description>
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      <g:id>112359690</g:id>
      <g:title>Forage Like a Bear by Chris Fink &amp; John Porcellino</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Prose by Chris Fink
Drawings by John Porcellino

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Chris Fink’s collection of short prose, &lt;i&gt;Forage Like a Bear&lt;/i&gt;, contains a whole lot: whistling acorns, scribbling clams, gossipy geese, technicolor ducks, turkeys (including human ones), roving bands of chipmunks, chimneys, fires, chainsaws, lice, thin ice, approximately 30,000 blueberries, cars rolling uphill, the leaves of a mulberry tree drifting down, Peace Trail meanders, and maybe just maybe, a holy grail morel.

And all related in Fink’s gently shimmed sentences, adapted from radio dispatches, and illustrated with the inky grace of John Porcellino.

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2025
Edition of 1,500
88 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo
ISBN 978-83-68165-10-4

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&lt;b&gt;Chris Fink&lt;/b&gt; is a professor of English at Beloit College and editor of the &lt;i&gt;Beloit Fiction Journal&lt;/i&gt;. He is the author of two collections of short stories, &lt;i&gt;Farmer’s Almanac: A Work of Fiction&lt;/i&gt; (Emergency Press, 2013, 2023) and &lt;i&gt;Add This to the List of Things That You Are&lt;/i&gt; (University of Wisconsin Press, 2019). He is a regular contributor to Northern Public Radio.

&lt;b&gt;John Porcellino&lt;/b&gt; has been writing, drawing, and publishing comics and graphic novels for over thirty years. His celebrated autobiographical comix series &lt;i&gt;King-Cat&lt;/i&gt; (Spit and a Half; also available from Drawn &amp; Quarterly in omnibus form), begun in 1989, has inspired a generation of cartoonists.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Cartoon Graveyard by Joey Perr</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Comix by Joey Perr

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“Told with spare, precise drawings, and a dark, subtle sense of humor, Cartoon Graveyard is a layered portrait of loss, memory, and devotion. The simplicity and slimness of this book are deceptive: there is a generosity to Joey Perr’s comics that invites the reader to settle in, stick around. It is always wonderful to spend time here.”
—Anna Wiener of the &lt;i&gt;New Yorker&lt;/i&gt;

“Poetic and humorous, dreamy and stark, Cartoon Graveyard aches with tenderness as it articulates the experience of caretaking for a parent, and grasps toward the incomprehensible absurdity of loss.”
—Alex Tatarsky

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Joey Perr’s comic book &lt;i&gt;Cartoon Graveyard&lt;/i&gt; is composed of vignette-like scenes chronicling Joey’s relationship with his late father, the artist Herb Perr, during the final years of his life—a period shaped by the onset of a neurological condition. These were seasons of caretaking in Brownstone Brooklyn, with a cocooned focus on bedtime (trying to sleep, putting another to sleep, falling asleep to ancient poetry and audiobooks), as well as moments of shifting confusion concentrated on being homebound, homeward-bound, or both at the same time.

Joey drew the original &lt;i&gt;Cartoon Graveyard&lt;/i&gt; page, in a navy blue somewhere between tender affection and tender bruising, a year after his father’s passing, the morning after the two bumped into each other in a dream. This would be the first of a sequence of oneiric encounters, during which Herb doles out advice from the peanut gallery in the sky; is reincarnated (turns out he was okay); and, despite his son’s best efforts, comes apart at the seams. In &lt;i&gt;Cartoon Graveyard&lt;/i&gt;, Joey Perr employs narrative distillation to hang onto the threads.

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2024
Edition of 500
44 pages, paperback, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-68165-07-4</g:description>
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      <g:title>Nawar’s Sketchbook by Noura Alsouma</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Noura Alsouma

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&lt;i&gt;I am not deep, although my eyes are, like a black sea that has been forgotten, as many have told me.&lt;/i&gt;

Noura Alsouma’s zine “Nawar’s Sketchbook” is a liquid lament by the Berlin-based Syrian visual artist and printmaker, riveted to eyes that see and therefore shed tears, channeling the heartfelt exposure of the sketchbooks Noura fills to the bleed.

With a moving text by the artist in the original Arabic, reproduced in her handwriting, as well as in English translation by Suja Sawafta.

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2024
Edition of 500
28 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
ISBN 978-83-68165-06-7</g:description>
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      <g:title>Thermos by Felix Dahlström Persson</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings and recipes by Felix Dahlström Persson

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Artist Felix Dahlström Persson’s &lt;i&gt;Thermos&lt;/i&gt; zine is a collection of pencil drawings and tasty trail-tested recipes that you can smoosh into your thermos before setting off on a hike, including instructions for campsite steamed cod on herbs, cheesy peppery polenta, Porro e Pepe, fennel with hazelnuts, appearances of lascivious leek and surprisingly coquettish cauliflower, halloumi with cornichons, ajvar &amp; co., flapjacks, pizza in parts, and the ambrosial Thermos Spritz. And all related in Felix’s mellow voice: “Start by boiling pasta like you used to do,” and, with generosity, “if it looks like it needs it, add more butter.”

From Felix’s introduction:

“For many years, I had this idea to make a cookbook. The thought was a simple one—recipes based on the food you eat when camping—that for some reason was hard for me to pin down. At last, I took the time and received the encouragement to do it, ventilating the idea while setting up camp next to a series of lakes in Norway’s Nordmarka region.

“I am interested in finding various ways to use the equipment one usually packs when setting off on an overnight hike. In the pages of this trail-tested pamphlet, the humble thermos has been placed in the spotlight. Giving it more attention has allowed me to look at what the possibilities can be for the trusty vessel.”

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2024
Edition of 1,000
24 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-68165-00-5</g:description>
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      <g:title>Monument for a Hummingbird by Murat Cem Mengüç</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Watercolors by Murat Cem Mengüç

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“What else will need to abide by my rule in this new war of the world—those minerals, lakes, air particles, and currents that thrive in one formation but not another?”

—Elizabeth A. Povinelli

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Murat Cem Mengüç’s &lt;i&gt;Monument for a Hummingbird&lt;/i&gt; is a splice of watercolors and ink drawings which have been germinating in a series of sketchbooks spanning years. A result of the artist’s geologically informed daydreaming, the collection is composed of visions mineral and vegetal. In these dioramas, formations that might normally be relegated to scenography are foregrounded, allowing them to emerge as the prime source of movement, of elemental animation, of an eventfulness beyond anthropic fathoming.

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2024
Edition of 400
80 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu
ISBN 978-83-68165-03-6

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&lt;b&gt;Murat Cem Mengüç&lt;/b&gt; is an artist, activist, curator, writer, and historian. He is the founder of Studio Teleocene, which is dedicated to the study of art and environment, and a member of Cultivate Studios, a platform for a contemporary redefinition of landscape. He lives and grows food in North Potomac, Maryland, at the intersection of the Potomac River and the Seneca Trail, the ancestral home of the Piscataway people.

&lt;i&gt;Monument for a Hummingbird&lt;/i&gt; is pairable with Murat Cem Mengüç’s &lt;i&gt;Bloom &amp; Doom&lt;/i&gt; (Bored Wolves, 2023), a stand-alone zine of ink drawings motivated by parallels between the Late Devonian mass extinction and our accelerating present-time Traumacene.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Bodywork by Eva Tuschman Leonard</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings, prose, and textual fragments by Eva Tuschman Leonard

Bored Wolves co-edition with Firehouse Press (San Francisco)

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In &lt;i&gt;Bodywork&lt;/i&gt;, the writer, visual artist, and psychotherapist Eva Tuschman Leonard situates herself, through word and image, in two states of being two decades apart: as a physically expressive and active body in its twenties; and as one later subjected to the debilitations of autoimmune disease, requiring the daily labor—the titular &lt;i&gt;Bodywork&lt;/i&gt;—of pain management.

And yet a linear timeline cat’s-cradles itself when Eva rediscovers a cache of works on paper, the majority self-portraits, in a forgotten personal archive. Of the period of their creation, she recollects:

“Flashback to my late teens and twenties when the life force pulsing through me was constantly searching for meaning. My inner landscape overflowed with dreams, longing, and a hunger to find my place in the world. Art-making became a dialogue, a dynamic conversation between interiority and exteriority.”

Regarding the drawings from the latter-day vantage of mornings woken to “feeling as if I had been steamrolled, my limbs filled with lead, the nerves on the left side of my brain and body radiating pain,” the artist is unexpectedly struck by the uncanny prescience of these portraits from the past, with their suggestion of contorted corporeality:

“Bodies stripped of their contours, bodies unraveling, bodies dismembered, obscured, and partially erased. When I rediscovered these works on paper, created decades earlier, in their abandoned archive, I was astonished by how they made visible the invisible experience of illness in the body. They struck me as eerily prophetic, the mark-making articulating the disorientation of my malfunctioning body as if foreseeing it, anticipating the affliction to come.”

Then, once more, the narratives of decades initially defined by lack of, or subjection to, pain, helix:

“At the same time, a passion permeates the drawings, a life force that I can still remember on a visceral level coursing through the young woman who created them. In this way, &lt;i&gt;Bodywork&lt;/i&gt; is not just about illness—it is also about ecstasy. How is it that so much pain and so much pleasure can be experienced in one body?”

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&lt;a href=“https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/eva-tuschman-leonard-reads-from-bodywork"&gt;Listen to Eva Tuschman Leonard read an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;Bodywork&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which begins with a prose account.

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2024
Edition of 1,000
88 pages, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo
Edited by Anne Germanacos and Stefan Lorenzutti
ISBN 978-83-68165-02-9</g:description>
      <g:price>20.00 USD</g:price>
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      <g:title>My Body Is a Reincarnated Population by Oscar CHAN Yik Long</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Ink-and-wash paintings and text by Oscar CHAN Yik Long

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&lt;i&gt;Heart. Compass, radar detector. Lost and anxious. Parents divorce. Respect the rhythm. Fallen angels, now my stomach is all butterflies.&lt;/i&gt;

In his artist’s book &lt;i&gt;My Body Is a Reincarnated Population&lt;/i&gt;, Helsinki-based Hong Kong artist Oscar CHAN Yik Long (&lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/melted-stars"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Melted Stars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) embraces the pantheon of reincarnated souls embedded within him through ink-and-wash paintings and distilled capsule texts.

His process was guided by the rolls of a die used to connect individuals he has known and encountered in past lives—parents and siblings, relatives and ancestors, friends and enemies, lovers—to his present-life body. Who formed his throat? Who grew into his tongue? Who paired as lungs? Who became skin, muscle, bone, or blood?

The artist’s efforts were ultimately about a form of spiritual atonement in pursuit of physiological harmony for a body facing numerous afflictions: “Through my artwork, I wanted to let the people within me know that, regardless of the tragedies or conflicts that divided us in the past, I have come to terms with everything that happened between us. I sincerely apologize, I express gratitude, I forgive and send love.”

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2024
Edition of 500
176 pages, 12.5×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print White 80 and Gmund 300
Bilingual Chinese–English edition
Designed by Samuli Saarinen
ISBN 978-83-68165-04-3</g:description>
      <g:price>20.00 USD</g:price>
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      <g:id>106737864</g:id>
      <g:title>Braid vs Chain by Paweł Olszczyński</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Paweł Olszczyński

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Zine of graphite drawings by artist Paweł Olszczyński, in which a hegemon is laid low by the agile moxie and plaited interlace of street resistance. Each copy comes with a fold-out poster.

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2024
Edition of 500
24 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-968444-9-1</g:description>
      <g:price>10.00 USD</g:price>
      <g:link>https://www.boredwolves.com/product/braid-vs-chain</g:link>
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      <g:id>106627248</g:id>
      <g:title>Puddles by Tomás Cisternas</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Comix by Tomás Cisternas

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&lt;i&gt;“From the moment I originally discovered them, I fell in love with Tomás’ comics. They are lonesome, joyous, plainspoken, infinite.”&lt;/i&gt;
—John Porcellino

&lt;i&gt;“I appreciate the attention Tomás pays to the quieter moments—raindrops passing through a lamppost’s cone of light or slipping through a dense canopy of leaves; how his gorgeous linework evokes the very thing he is experiencing; and how his generous perspective opens the reader to the shades of beauty around us at all times.”&lt;/i&gt;
—Ellen O’Grady

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In Santiago, Chile, at his drawing table in the evening, beneath raindrops cozily tapping the roof, selecting from his panoply of pens, grounding himself by touching fingertips to paper fibers, inhaling before getting devoutly down to his meaningful mark-making, Tomás Cisternas has for seasons both sought and shared solace through his comics.

Cisternas’ one-page comics, around which this collection was edited, are poetic puddles, distillations of great lakes as concise as they are expansive. Whether sedentary or ambulatory, these autobiographical scenes are paced to a roaming equal parts restless and romantic. Even when he’s hunched over a page at home, Cisternas is somewhere else: a hillside, a forest, on the shores of a small pond chock-full of Bashō’s frogs; on the shores of a potentially bottomless puddle; on the inverted three-quarter shores of a coastal cloudscape with its pearly capes and coves.

The ambulatory comics often begin in the Chilean capital, where Cisternas lives with his family, before drifting across the wildland-urban interface the artist benevolently trespasses on his way to the billboard-less balm of the countryside, with its amphibious encounters, sensory portals to formative childhood memories, and, within the context of a skinny country, enough night sky to make eye contact with the cosmos.

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Hear Tomás Cisternas read the text from two of the comics in &lt;i&gt;Puddles&lt;/i&gt;, a pair of summer reveries titled &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/tomas-cisternas-reads-magical-beings" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“Magical Beings”&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/lullaby-for-a-siesta" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“The Unforgettable Color of the Sun,”&lt;/a&gt; in the original Spanish.

Read &lt;a href="https://solrad.co/a-poem-naturally-wants-to-become-a-comic-nhatt-nichols-interviews-tomas-cisternas-and-stefan-lorenzutti" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Tomás Cisternas in conversation with Nhatt Nichols and Stefan Lorenzutti&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;i&gt;SOLRAD&lt;/i&gt; about poem-comics and the &lt;i&gt;Puddles&lt;/i&gt; process.

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2024
Edition of 1,000
Translated, from the Spanish, by Michelle Alperin and Stefan Lorenzutti
120 pages, paperback, 16×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-8-3-68165-01-2

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Tomás Cisternas&lt;/b&gt; is a comics artist based in Santiago, Chile. He is the author of a collection of stories, &lt;i&gt;Gafas&lt;/i&gt;; and, as Tomás C., the ongoing self-published comix zine &lt;i&gt;Gris verde&lt;/i&gt;, from which &lt;i&gt;Puddles&lt;/i&gt;, the first collection of Cisternas’ work to be translated into English, was developed by Bored Wolves.

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      <g:id>104851303</g:id>
      <g:title>Vestibular Training by Alex Keramidas</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poetry by Alex Keramidas

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In her poem-zine &lt;i&gt;Vestibular Training&lt;/i&gt;, the Italian-Greek poet Alex Keramidas evokes Grecian scenes that, whether desired or not, become frictional palimpsests of past trauma extending back to disrupted infancy, ballasted by present-day emergence in settings that hold forth the promise of solace.

“Only the dry fountains are left…”

Things “making appearances” in Keramidas’ sempiternal scenography might initially strike one as memorably motionless. And yet blossoms on rocks are &lt;i&gt;touched&lt;/i&gt;; a marble staircase &lt;i&gt;shifts&lt;/i&gt;; an archaic flag &lt;i&gt;flaps&lt;/i&gt;; polka dots &lt;i&gt;crash&lt;/i&gt;. And herbs cause quite a stir.

Throughout, there is an element of idiomatic tag, with a thought traced back and forth through a warren of Greek, Italian, French, and English (Alex’s fourth language) as the poet navigates her tongues and selves in an attempt to turn lingual knots into lanyards.

There is, too, “sage and rosemary on the nearby hill / (noisy, noisy herbs).”

The zine’s cover art is by Rowena Hughes. Potentially sentient undulant elasticity. Such unhurried rapidity.

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&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/alex-keramidas-reads-three-poems"&gt;Hear Alex read three poems from &lt;i&gt;Vestibular Training&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: “Two Hesitations (after Seferis)” / “Visit to G. Seferis” / “Easter in Athens”

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2024
Edition of 400
16 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Artwork on cover by Rowena Hughes
ISBN 978-83-968444-7-7</g:description>
      <g:price>8.00 USD</g:price>
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      <g:title>Gardening Beneath a Falling Piano by Simon Moreton</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poetry and collages by Simon Moreton

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&lt;i&gt;We’ve been gardening,
pruning &amp; planting
beneath a falling piano,
a cartoon safe,
a coyote’s boulder.

The ragwort has exploded,
orange &amp; black caterpillars
caterpillaring their way
up the ninny for dinner &amp; a kip;
in yellow volcanoes, metamorphosis.

On the old allotment
my bare hands bothering the compost…&lt;/i&gt;

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Pocket-sized, 28-page zine of poetry and collage by Bristol author and comix artist Simon Moreton (&lt;i&gt;Now Is the Time to Know Everything&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Minor Leagues&lt;/i&gt;). Tenderly fatalistic collection of diurnal observations; snippets of days unfolding “forever on the sea-pink brink of a cliff, or on the beach, waiting for the scarp to come down on top of you like a horrible pillow fight.”

Also: Nap time. Deep time. The cosmic improbability of a couch. Staring off into space. Anchoring oneself to Earth through contact with earth and neighborly exchanges with caterpillars.

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Simon Moreton on &lt;i&gt;Gardening Beneath a Falling Piano&lt;/i&gt;:

“We are all living under the weight of so many things in our short time here. &lt;i&gt;Gardening Beneath a Falling Piano&lt;/i&gt; is about trying to be joyous in the shadow of that pervading unease. The words just came out and the collages, too—they seemed the best way to stick the whole thing together—and I suppose sticking things together is the best we can do sometimes.”

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2023
Edition of 300
28 pages, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Simon Moreton
ISBN 978-83-968444-5-3</g:description>
      <g:price>8.00 USD</g:price>
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      <g:title>Herd / Stado by Karolina Bielawska</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings, paintings, and text by Karolina Bielawska

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Nominated for the Most Beautiful Polish Books award in the artbook category, 2023

Nominated for Le Prix Bob Calle du livre d’artiste, 2025

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“Do your paintings ever begin as drawings?”

“Yes,” replied the painter. “Always.”

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In &lt;i&gt;Herd / Stado&lt;/i&gt;, artist Karolina Bielawska reveals the endoskeleton and interstices of her painting practice, tracing the fricative flow of process from rarely seen works on paper (graphite, ink) through to finished, large-scale acrylic and bitumen canvases.

Designed by Damian Nowak, &lt;i&gt;Herd / Stado&lt;/i&gt; materialized by way of Bielawska’s studio in Warsaw, its table rich in gleanings with piles of thick sketchbooks and scissored sheaves of small pencil drawings awaiting the artist’s jigsaw curiosity and persistence.

Bielawska is an intuitively exacting painter and constructor of sweeping assemblages: configurations of oversize canvases (the titular “herd”) fluidly scaling to the space in which they appear. They originate, however, as relative scraps on a tabletop, germinal figures uncoiling a centimeter at a time, never meant to advance beyond the atelier windowsill. The artist bends to them with the nearsighted focus of the quilter.

In a sequence of nine capsule texts detailing her process, Bielawska probes the doubt and discomfort of the development stage, from agitation to abrasion. Until all at once an updraft—&lt;i&gt;elevation&lt;/i&gt;—provides aerial confirmation of the herd massing on the horizon. Thrilling to the core.

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&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/karolina-bielawska-reads-from-herd" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Hear Karolina Bielawska read her capsule texts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Herd / Stado&lt;/i&gt; in the original Polish.

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2023
Edition of 400
Bilingual English–Polish edition
84 pages plus fold-out, 12×15.5 cm, color offset, Swiss binding
Printed on Arctic Munken Pure Rough 120 and Remake Oyster 200
Designed by Damian Nowak
Introduction by Ewa Borysiewicz and Stefan Lorenzutti
ISBN 978-83-968444-6-0</g:description>
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      <g:title>Moonscape for a Child by Allie Rigby</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Allie Rigby
Drawings by Julia Rigby

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In &lt;i&gt;Moonscape for a Child&lt;/i&gt;, Allie Rigby recounts personal confrontations with anxiety and despair at the local and collective level: from burning a pot of rice to scanning the Pyrocene’s horizon for wildfires. Ranging from the terrain of Southern California to sojourns and seasons amidst vibrant Arizona desert and the thick forests of central Maine, the poet shapes a collection meeting the question: “How does one live well and with purpose while also navigating the daily reality of depression?”

These poems describe experiences when even proximity to the people and places usually capable of providing solace fails to alleviate the dead weight of despondency. What happens then, when one is unmoored by the flow of a depressive interiority into a frangible external environment? Rigby’s poems expand the possibilities for what it means to remain tethered to a planet on which life may tenaciously teem even in the absence of rain. Throughout, she seeks to regain the “purpose from a time / when women fed birds / fed all the birds.”

&lt;i&gt;Moonscape for a Child&lt;/i&gt; is illustrated by artist Julia Rigby, working in ink and blue wash to convey the merging of psyche into observed landscape and the domestic everyday into the realm of myth and back again.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/allie-rigby-reads-mouse-fear-from" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Listen to Allie Rigby read the poem “Mouse Fear”&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Moonscape for a Child&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2024
Edition of 500
128 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo
ISBN 978-83-968444-8-4

&lt;b&gt;×

Allie Rigby&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, editor, printer, educator, and initiator of literary communities.

&lt;b&gt;Julia Rigby&lt;/b&gt; is an experimental sound artist, filmmaker, visual artist, and sculptor.

The two collaborators share sisterhood, roots in Southern California, and an attunement to entanglements among people, landscapes, non-humans, and natural processes.

&lt;b&gt;×

Three poems from &lt;i&gt;Moonscape for a Child&lt;/i&gt;:

Orange Peel&lt;/b&gt;

I spoke
one tone
last night

as I do
when sad—
like a dog.

It’s been a lot.
I am fine.

A lamp in dust
still works.

Hard to read
much
this March.

I peel fruit
now
like a lemur

eyes open
for
asteroids.

&lt;b&gt;×

Late March&lt;/b&gt;

She can hear the coyotes
from her porch—a neighborhood
on fire, we howl

like dogs, God’s dogs,
and somewhere deep
in oak woodland chaparral

they hear us too,
and she prays
they howl back.

&lt;b&gt;×

Gretel&lt;/b&gt;

Just like that
she is in the forest
tripping on resolve:

find the berries
lose the way
forget the fables

she’s read a dozen
times, misplace the
pocketed crumbs.

Little mice
and their nibbling
ways, the hard knot

in stomach—
a story egg,
an old one.

She blinks wide-eyed
unsure what to do
if this time
it hatches.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Serpentine by Tara K. Shepersky &amp; Lucy Bellwood</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Tara K. Shepersky
Paintings by Lucy Bellwood

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&lt;i&gt;Let an island
in the braided stream
choose you

Serpentine&lt;/i&gt; is poet Tara K. Shepersky’s topography of the California that raised and sustains her, landmarked by sites of homecoming and haven: a sinuous verdigris river triangulates with coastal tide scooping out pools of curiosity and mountains backing her up like deep-rooted friends. Equally at home on these shared shores, artist Lucy Bellwood unsaddles easel, cups the colors of water, and composes beckoning landscapes recalling glass plate negatives, here cushioned for the bare-soled wanderer’s return.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2023
Edition of 500
104 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo
ISBN 978-83-968444-4-6

&lt;b&gt;×

Tara K. Shepersky&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, essayist, contemplative wanderer, and handwriting enthusiast based in Portland, Oregon. &lt;b&gt;Lucy Bellwood&lt;/b&gt; is a cartoonist, writer, and space-maker living in Ojai, California.

&lt;i&gt;Serpentine&lt;/i&gt; is Tara and Lucy’s second collaboration with Bored Wolves, the first being &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/tell-the-turning"&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (2021), a collection of Tara’s poems illustrated by Lucy’s drawings.

&lt;b&gt;×

Four poems from &lt;i&gt;Serpentine&lt;/i&gt;:

Creation Story&lt;/b&gt;

I want to live as madrone tree
sheds her bark.

She never stops.
The process is a spiral in from cinnamon
that curls back like bread fresh from the fire

reveals that hue in a breathless noon
that smells like the moment the sun sits up
and sips the cup of dew from rested grass.

Singing, that one fissures
as everything does. And madrone tree,
listening hard at the beautiful wound

effortfully, confidently
tears the old in two

and makes more room.

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Swimming as Communion&lt;/b&gt;

Shock of body slices river.
Invincible crowns break
and then retreat.

Azalea waves, wild
with lazy sweetness.

Face to sky, pray to river.
Cold green answer
pours inside of ears.

Underwater the rest of the human day:
open mouth, expect to breathe in bubble.
Architecture of auricle, etc.,
firmly questioned.

Overnight, river dreams groundward.
Wake to thrush-song,
child of air again.

Wild tears swimming after,
underland-seeping. Heavy and sure:
salmon going home.

&lt;b&gt;×

Holy Well&lt;/b&gt;

A river of pilgrims
floods the famous grove.
Children shriek.
And ospreys, thrilled by fish.
And osprey children.

We have to wade
to greet the ancient shade.

My heart in my feet
my feet in my creek
my creek in its endlessly
restlessly patterning
restful chattering

welcome, pilgrim.
Drink.

&lt;b&gt;×

Noticing How the Sun Has Moved
But I Am Sitting Still&lt;/b&gt;

it is time to go
I tell myself
but why
am I so afraid
to anchor
in a single
shingle beach</g:description>
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      <g:title>Bedhead by Eleonora Marton</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Watercolors by Eleonora Marton

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&lt;i&gt;I remember a thick wool blanket as rough as sandpaper, and a king-size blue quilt that weighed tons. My favorite bedspread had an illustration of a town house with a red roof. There were people living in its rooms. My family’s old tv blanket now resides within a quilt I made.

Every year, the happy and comforting novelty of changing blankets as the seasons change. Waking up, kicking off the covers, a glimpse of a dream, rewinding, fast-forwarding, making the connections.&lt;/i&gt;

This little book by London-based author and illustrator Eleonora Marton weaves together patterns from a collection of watercolor studies called &lt;i&gt;Blankets&lt;/i&gt; and a selection of drawings from the ongoing dream diary &lt;i&gt;It Happened Last Night&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2023
Edition of 400
40 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
ISBN 978-83-965968-8-8

&lt;b&gt;×

Eleonora Marton&lt;/b&gt; is a Venice-born author and illustrator based in South East London. In addition to exhibiting her paintings, drawings, posters, and quilts internationally, she creates books and zines. She is the author of two children’s activity books, &lt;i&gt;DIY ABC&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Bigger&lt;/i&gt; (Cicada 2016, 2017), the picture books &lt;i&gt;Monstres De Maison&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Noël &amp; Léon&lt;/i&gt; (Grasset 2020, 2022), and the concept book &lt;i&gt;The Itch&lt;/i&gt; (Pato Lógico, 2021).

She is interested in the interactions between images and words, words and space, space and objects, objects and other objects, all those objects and humans, humans and the mundane, the mundane and narrative fragments, and narrative fragments and stories.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Combustion Suite by Duhita Cori Kresge &amp; Sanya Kantarovsky</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Duhita Cori Kresge
Drawings by Sanya Kantarovsky

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“After I perform a dance, I write a poem. This is my most truthful account of that experience,” begins dance artist and poet Duhita Cori Kresge. However, she caveats, “Dance time has its own elusive logic. It seems that when I dance I am not me. I am emptied. I become an observer, a satellite, an animal, an oracle, a current, a lens. I can only try to tell you what happened.”

In &lt;i&gt;Combustion Suite&lt;/i&gt;, Kresge plumbs a series of metamorphic performances, shedding her body’s “word-skin” as she reveals the proscenium’s feral fringes in cycles of shapeshifting, lancing, blazing, keening, and surfacing.

&lt;i&gt;Combustion Suite&lt;/i&gt; doubles as rekindled refraction of &lt;i&gt;Combustion&lt;/i&gt;, a piece by choreographer Wendy Osserman—Kresge’s “dance-mother” and kindred collaborator of decades—limited to a single performance due to the pandemic. The premature halt compelled Kresge, one of its dancers, to summon these poems from the experiential ash in which they held their breath.

&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/cori-kresge-reads-trio-in-forest"&gt;Hear Duhita Cori Kresge read “Trio in Forest,”&lt;/a&gt; a poem from &lt;i&gt;Combustion Suite&lt;/i&gt;.

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2023
36 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu
ISBN 978-83-965968-9-5

&lt;b&gt;×

Duhita Cori Kresge&lt;/b&gt; is a writer, dance artist, choreographer, massage therapist, and teacher based in New York. Her monastic upbringing has impacted her writing and performing, which often explores themes of mysticism, skepticism, and fanaticism. She is the author of &lt;i&gt;isn’t devotion&lt;/i&gt; (No, Dear/Small Anchor Press, 2019).

The charcoal drawings in &lt;i&gt;Combustion Suite&lt;/i&gt; were executed by artist &lt;b&gt;Sanya Kantarovsky&lt;/b&gt;, a painter sympathetic to contortions of spirit and limb. Exhibited internationally, he is the subject of an upcoming monograph, &lt;i&gt;Sanya Kantarovsky: Selected Works 2010–2023&lt;/i&gt; (MIT Press/Aspen Art Museum).

The nexus for Kresge and Kantarovsky’s collaboration is &lt;b&gt;Wendy Osserman&lt;/b&gt;. Osserman is a choreographer and dancer who has always danced. She studied with Martha Graham and José Limón and performed with Kei Takei’s Moving Earth, among others. Taking the political personally, she launched Wendy Osserman Dance in 1976.</g:description>
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    <item>
      <g:id>100764055</g:id>
      <g:title>Cracked Shells by Dimitra Charamandas</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Prose poetry and drawings by Dimitra Charamandas

×&lt;/b&gt;

[Shipping note for zines: To make it more affordable to purchase multiple zines through our website, &lt;b&gt;no matter how many zines you order, you only pay a base shipping cost of $4.&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;b&gt;

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;On a spring-like, far-too-warm January morning, I happened upon the magic humpback snail between the pebbles of a small cove. The sea at the gulf stood still as an inland body of water, no &lt;/i&gt;meltemi&lt;i&gt; to ripple its surface…&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

24-page zine by Swiss-Greek artist Dimitra Charamandas which, through prose poetry fragments and ink drawings, tells of a day spent probing a Greek shoreline’s “little inlets,” i.e. “a collection of potential openings; a small crack, an injury; the result of discharging energy, the rupture of a previously protective shell.”

&lt;i&gt;Cracked Shells&lt;/i&gt; establishes the presence of Dimitra sketchbooking on the threshold of sea-slapped slabbed Grecian ground seared and buckling while she meditates on punctured chelonian carapaces, humanity as emigrant panspermia cast across the cosmos, and the slackening blue hour “when even that which is carved in stone ungrips its unambiguity.”

&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/dimitra-charamandas-reads-from-cracked"&gt;Hear Dimitra read an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;Cracked Shells&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, recorded in Corfu with the sustained choral backing of incalculable crickets.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2023
Edition of 500
24 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu
ISBN 978-83-968444-3-9</g:description>
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      <g:id>100375483</g:id>
      <g:title>Notes from a Polish Allotment by Alex Rossiter</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Prose, haiku, and drawings by Alex Rossiter

There is an order option on this page to purchase &lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt; plus Alex’s &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/coffeepots"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coffeepots&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zine at a discount. They will ship together.

×&lt;/b&gt;

“Crossing the allotment patio to wash my brushes at the outdoor sink one morning, I saw to the southeast a plane descending towards Warsaw’s Chopin airport, and remembered how I’d originally made my own way, via tarmac and boulevard, to the neighborhood where we were to live. Surrounded as I was by the enormous idea of Poland, and the slabbed expanses of its capital, I found myself unpacking a need for gardens.”

Which Alex Rossiter, in &lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt;, proceeds to do across a haibun weave of prose, haiku, and pencil drawings divided between the book’s two parts: the first covering the transplanted artist’s arrival in Warsaw, the second, his discovery of the allotment gardens, a quirky Arcadian wedge of greenery in the heart of the city’s Mokotów district.

Attuned to the moods of mud, lancing of light, and shivers of vine across the seasons, and with a healthy interest in the idiosyncrasies of his fellow allotmenteers, Rossiter adopts a typological approach softened by empathic curiosity. Throughout, he seeks to locate himself while reflecting on what it means to be a foreigner sinking hands into local soil.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Listen to Alex Rossiter read &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/alex-rossiter-reads-an-education" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“An Education in Mud,”&lt;/a&gt; a chapter from &lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt; goes well with Alex’s &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/coffeepots"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coffeepots&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a zine of drawings and autobiographical prose-recipes. There is an option above to purchase both together at a discount.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2023
Edition of 500; 2nd printing of 500 (2025)
136 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo and Stefan Lorenzutti
ISBN 978-83-965968-5-7

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Alex Rossiter&lt;/b&gt; is an artist and writer originally from Bristol, UK. A painter and collagist, he has worked variously as a baker, postman, chef, and illustrator. He is the author of &lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/coffeepots"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coffeepots&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, both from Bored Wolves. A memoir, &lt;i&gt;Bread and Houses, Or, How I Came to Know the Parks of East Bristol&lt;/i&gt;, is forthcoming from BW in 2024. He currently lives on the Baltic coast of Poland.

&lt;b&gt;×

Peculiar Jungle&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt; extract)

As an antidote to life in Warsaw, the color and vivacity of the allotments had caught our attention. The space of them had opened our eyes so wide that we went about acquiring one at the end of May, along with the allotment’s domek, or “little house.” Monika was at work while I got a grip on the basement ghosts and next gathered the dead spiders and bees from the back room in order to evict them.

Maintenance completed, I walked around the allotments and observed the equanimity of gardens. From the pathways, you took peace in, and then reflected some of the serene indifference back at this odd nature. Asparaguses and ferns were unfurling, berries grew along fences and trellises, and the immature cones of conifers throbbed pink and green on the spring breeze.

In this allotment wedge of greenery, in the heart of Warsaw’s Mokotów district, our plot occupied a central position where one felt suddenly far from the quotidian world of cities, and safely hidden as if in a peculiar jungle.

Sitting there, I saw that there was a kind of logic in having everyone’s gardens in the same place together, especially those of apartment dwellers in blocks. But far beyond logic was the expanse of imagination which a gardener employed working in their own secret garden.

Then time passed and, thinking to write about the gardens, things started to look different, because you had to skirmish with the private battles and methods and whims of each gardener. And also you had to treat their spirits like children in Arcadia.

Though each parcel was quite private and unique, I began to understand some of the whispering stories which nonetheless passed amongst the branches and bushes…</g:description>
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      <g:title>Coffeepots by Alex Rossiter</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings and prose-recipes by Alex Rossiter

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[Shipping note for zines: To make it more affordable to purchase multiple zines through our website, &lt;b&gt;no matter how many zines you order, you only pay a base shipping cost of $4.&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;b&gt;

×&lt;/b&gt;

“Inside the apartment, shrouded by net curtains, the kitchen is close to bare—but, importantly, not so…”

Zine of Alex Rossiter’s pencil drawings of the eponymous vessels combined with prose journaling and resourceful recipes bound up in Alex’s memory with periods in his life when in various countries he has been a postman, a cook, a baker, and, wherever he’s been, an artist and a poet.

The six prose-recipes are: “Postman’s Brunch,” “Scrambled Eggs in Montmartre,” “Winter in Berlin Is a Hard-Boiled Egg,” “&lt;i&gt;Chleb Zwykły&lt;/i&gt; into &lt;i&gt;Pain Perdu&lt;/i&gt;,” “The Color Apricot,” and “Cold Spring Yoghurt and Sugar.”

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Coffeepots&lt;/i&gt; goes well with Alex’s &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/notes-from-a-polish-allotment"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a thick Bored Wolves collection of his prose, haiku, and pencil drawings. On the order page for &lt;i&gt;Notes&lt;/i&gt; there is an option to add &lt;i&gt;Coffeepots&lt;/i&gt; at reduced price ($4) and with no extra shipping cost.

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2023
Edition of 500; 2nd printing of 1,000 (2024)
16 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-968444-1-5

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&lt;b&gt;Alex Rossiter&lt;/b&gt; is an artist and writer originally from Bristol, UK. A painter and collagist, he has worked variously as a baker, postman, chef, and illustrator. He is the author of &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/notes-from-a-polish-allotment"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Notes from a Polish Allotment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Coffeepots&lt;/i&gt;, both from Bored Wolves. A memoir, &lt;i&gt;Bread and Houses, Or, How I Came to Know the Parks of East Bristol&lt;/i&gt;, is forthcoming from BW in 2024. He currently lives on the Baltic coast of Poland.</g:description>
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      <g:id>100350355</g:id>
      <g:title>Warm Mother Cold Mother by Anna Orłowska</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Photographs and prose by Anna Orłowska

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Nominated for the 2023 Polish Photographic Publication of the Year

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&lt;i&gt;There is a stretch where the road suddenly slopes and you have the sensation of sinking into a shadowy valley. Then come four bridges in a row, crossing canals and branches of the Mała Panew river.

Now that I think about it, the place of which I speak always had something of a fairy-tale quality to it. But this fairy tale would be grim, Germanic, set in a brooding forest through which flowed a dark river…&lt;/i&gt;

Anna Orłowska’s &lt;i&gt;Warm Mother Cold Mother&lt;/i&gt; is a multigenerational Silesian tale told through photography, prose, and herbaria. The book is structured around Orłowska’s photographs of the mechanical guts of a century-old watermill—the family base for as long as anyone can remember—interwoven with vintage family photographs of farm activity, and threaded through with a deeply personal prose text probing notions of belonging, impermanence on the tender underside of industry, hereditary burdens, and soil-based remembrance.

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2023
Edition of 500
136 pages, paperback, 16.5×21.5 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Pergraphica Natural Smooth and Gmund Hanf 100%
Designed by Kaja Gliwa
ISBN 978-83-968444-0-8</g:description>
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      <g:title>Bloom &amp; Doom by Murat Cem Mengüç</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Murat Cem Mengüç

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Zine of ink drawings by Murat Cem Mengüç prompted by parallels between the Late Devonian mass extinction and our own accelerating Traumacene, a premeditated ecocide.

“I once volunteered at an institution called a national museum of natural history, at an exhibition titled &lt;i&gt;Deep Time&lt;/i&gt;, which explored major extinctions in deep history.

Of all the extinctions highlighted, I was most fascinated by the Late Devonian. Like the current Anthropocene extinction, the Late Devonian was hastened by a living organism when rampant algal blooms suffocated the oceans, driving up to 80% of the Earth’s living organisms extinct.

The algae itself died at grand scale, but not to the point of extinction, while the dead of the Late Devonian, primarily the algae, became the fossil fuels on which industrialized society so readily depends.

Like the algae, scientists predict the organism which is causing the current extinction, human beings, will die off at epic scale but will not become extinct. Humans, the scientists argue, are too populous, inhabit too great a diversity of ecologies, and are too adaptable to disappear completely.

Unlike the algae, we are also self-conscious beings and this makes the current extinction a self-conscious disappearance. Probably for the first time in deep history, life will vanish across our planet while the organism responsible for the erasure will keep a record of it.”

—Murat Cem Mengüç

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2023
Edition of 300
16 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-968444-2-2</g:description>
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      <g:id>98562409</g:id>
      <g:title>Hardtail Harvest by Sara Dian</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poem-zine by Sara Dian

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&lt;i&gt;A quarter of an inch inside clay soil
under loose gravel the size of bogeyman knuckles

hardtelling—how the corner was caught
before spilling out into laughter&lt;/i&gt;

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This 16-page poem-zine by Sara Dian ends up caked under the fingernails of a day that ranges from Pacific Northwest mountain bike trails to corporeal epiphanies misted with the spritz from a freshly pop-topped can of beer.

&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/sara-dian-reads-hardtail-harvest"&gt;Listen to Sara read&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Hardtail Harvest&lt;/i&gt;, with some background on the hours, route, and precipitation of the poem.

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2023
Edition of 300
16 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset, stapled
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Damian Nowak
Cover drawing by &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/this-party-of-the-soft-things"&gt;Nhatt Nichols&lt;/a&gt;
ISBN 978-83-965968-6-4</g:description>
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      <g:id>97603009</g:id>
      <g:title>Hem by Misa Asanuma</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Misa Asanuma

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“&lt;i&gt;Hem&lt;/i&gt; is based on my fixation with the costumes of Noh, a form of Japanese dance-drama. While I tend to avoid traditionalism in any form, I was always fascinated by the shapes and movements created by these costumes and the Noh performers in them. I expanded my interest by including a few photographs and other elements which represent my gaze on subtle moments.”

—Misa Asanuma

&lt;i&gt;Hem&lt;/i&gt; is a 16-page photocopy zine composed of artist Misa Asanuma’s studies of the suspension and flow of Noh actors and their rippling costumes.

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2023
Edition of 100
16 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w photocopy
ISBN 978-83-965968-4-0</g:description>
      <g:price>5.00 USD</g:price>
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      <g:id>96510835</g:id>
      <g:title>Hands &amp; Feet of Friends &amp; Family by Helen Korpak</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Photocollages by Helen Korpak

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Nominated for the 2023 Polish Photographic Publication of the Year

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&lt;i&gt;Beginning to look
I started to notice
the older I get
the more I notice
studying the reproductions
separating this from that
noticing the gestures
feeling the movements
of the joints—&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Hands &amp; Feet of Friends &amp; Family&lt;/i&gt; is a weave of Helen Korpak’s photocollages and locket-sized literary captions recording closely observed familiar and familial gestures. Granular renderings tenderly taped, Korpak’s collages meld the touching and the wryly humorous, balancing throughout the vulnerability of artist and subjects bonded by essential fondness.

Designed and typeset with haptic craft by Samuli Saarinen.

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2023
Edition of 400; 2nd printing of 500 (2024)
96 pages, 12×17.5 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 80 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Samuli Saarinen
ISBN 978-83-965968-2-6

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Helen Korpak&lt;/b&gt; is an art worker located in Helsinki, Finland. She photographs, writes about art, and is a founding member of the Kosminen collective.</g:description>
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      <g:id>95383999</g:id>
      <g:title>Demanding the Room by Dylan Angell</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Dylan Angell
Artwork by Mark He

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&lt;i&gt;Today, I sat quite close to the window while the sun slowly slid out of view. It had been some time since I allowed myself to enjoy watching the sky twitch with its exit colors.

A bird or a neighbor might have seen me press my face to the glass like a child, but I have grown so used to going unseen that I no longer imagine how I might appear to others.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Demanding the Room&lt;/i&gt; is a subtly sweeping collection of sixty-two poems and prose poems by Dylan Angell, illustrated with drawings and oil-on-canvas paintings by Mark He.

In &lt;i&gt;Demanding the Room&lt;/i&gt;, Dylan Angell traverses and roams liminal spaces: between mind and room, room and adjacent room, home and yard, yard and neighbors’ yards, surveilled neighborhood and outskirts, outskirts and boondocks, and, throughout, where he was (a lingering Mexico City) and where he is (his native Durham, North Carolina).

The collection is also hidrotic throughout. Bodies of water abound, surging, upchucking jetsam, swirling houses off their foundations, accepting sinking saints.

&lt;i&gt;Demanding the Room&lt;/i&gt; is illustrated with drawings and paintings by artist Mark He, who has a knack for conveying through the visual: the frizzle of powerlines strung haphazardly; the perpetual stretching of vines repossessing buildings; the push of water eternal.

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Listen to Dylan Angell read &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/dylan-angell-reads-fireflies" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“Fireflies”&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/dylan-angell-reads-a-chain-of-saints" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“A Chain of Saints,”&lt;/a&gt; two pieces from &lt;i&gt;Demanding the Room&lt;/i&gt;.

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2022
Edition of 500
128 pages, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Kaja Gliwa
ISBN 978-83-962620-6-6

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Dylan Angell&lt;/b&gt; is a writer and musician originally from North Carolina. His chapbooks and zines include &lt;i&gt;Anywhere I Lay My Head&lt;/i&gt; (The Silent Academy, 2022), &lt;i&gt;I Am My Own Imaginary Friend&lt;/i&gt; (Basic Battles/Atea, 2020), and &lt;i&gt;An Index of Strangers Whom I Will Never Forget [A-Z]&lt;/i&gt; (Basic Battles, 2016). When he is not writing he is playing the trumpet.

&lt;b&gt;Mark He&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, painter, and comix artist based in New York. He is the author of the poet’s artist’s book &lt;i&gt;Interstitial Superstitial&lt;/i&gt;.</g:description>
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      <g:id>94913815</g:id>
      <g:title>Slippage by Selcan Peksan &amp; Maja Daneková</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Selcan Peksan
Drawings by Maja Daneková

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&lt;i&gt;One day we longed for the sun.&lt;/i&gt;

Sixty minutes into planetary lockdown, as gas clouds flare diabolically across the horizon, a burst pipe floods Selcan Peksan’s Istanbul apartment. Encircled by notebooks and companioned by her beloved German shepherd, the poet seeks to transcend claustrophobia and eco-anxiety by envisioning a future unpeopled planet supporting novel mutations of non-human life.

Come Lockdown Year Five, the subterranean rumbles of resurgent nature coalesce into a riotous carpet of overgrowth subsuming “virtually all signs of human civilization.” But as trees begin to uprise, gyrate, and parade, the poet, having outlined a deposition of the worst trespasses of industrialized society, feels comfortable at last:

&lt;i&gt;This is my garden; this is my playground.&lt;/i&gt;

Pacing &lt;i&gt;Slippage&lt;/i&gt;’s relentless plunge through ensuing eons, artist Maja Daneková generates atmospheres backdropping Peksan’s lyric excursion beyond the Anthropocene to the dawn of a neo-primeval.

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2022
Edition of 400
Translated, from the Turkish, by Anna Wood
112 pages, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-962620-8-0

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Selcan Peksan&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, researcher, and bassist. She is the author of three poetry collections in Turkish: &lt;i&gt;Mağara Vardır&lt;/i&gt; (160. Kilometre, 2015; English edition, &lt;i&gt;There Is a Cave&lt;/i&gt;, is being developed by Bored Wolves); the original edition of &lt;i&gt;Slippage&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;İnsandan Sonra&lt;/i&gt; [After Humans] (Nod, 2020); and &lt;i&gt;Bitki Kökleri, İnsan Avı&lt;/i&gt; (Everest, 2021); and is a founding editor of the Turkish poetry journal &lt;i&gt;Moero&lt;/i&gt;. She lives in Istanbul with Maya, her German shepherd.

&lt;b&gt;Maja Daneková&lt;/b&gt; is a Slovakian artist based in Pilsen (CZ). In her graphic practice she works with traditional printing techniques, in particular lithography, while also illustrating across mediums, experimenting with unconventionally large formats and creating artist’s books tackling social themes, comics, and children’s picture books.</g:description>
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      <g:title>[AID FOR UKRAINE] The Stoneware Jug by Stefan Lorenzutti &amp; John Porcellino</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poem-comix by Stefan Lorenzutti (words) and John Porcellino (pictures)

Bored Wolves co-edition with Nieves and Spit and a Half

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Aid for Ukraine. We’ll be donating all sales from this book to &lt;a href="https://voices.org.ua/en/who-we-are/"&gt;Voices of Children&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; “a Ukraine-based aid organization that provides psychological support to children who have witnessed war. It uses art therapy and storytelling to support children’s well-being, and provides financial support to families who have suffered as a result of war.” Voices of Children has been active in Ukraine’s east since 2014, when Ukraine was first invaded, and has since expanded its endeavors to the entire country.

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“Consisting of 13 of Lorenzutti’s short poems, adapted into comics by John P., &lt;i&gt;The Stoneware Jug&lt;/i&gt; is plainspoken, lyrical, and lovely. Poet and cartoonist are the proverbial match made in heaven. The resulting visual poetry, observant, wry, and epiphanic, hits close to home. The sheer emptiness and quiet of the pages amaze me. This feels like art for cool gray days, or biting cold nights, but it’s full of life, and I could read it over and over with pleasure. In fact, I have.”

—Charles Hatfield, &lt;i&gt;The Comics Journal&lt;/i&gt;, “The Best Comics of 2022”

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&lt;i&gt;The Stoneware Jug&lt;/i&gt; is a collection of poem-comics by Stefan Lorenzutti (words) and John Porcellino (pictures), in which American comix legend Porcellino (&lt;i&gt;King-Cat&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Thoreau at Walden&lt;/i&gt;) “pours” the adapted poems into his pen-and-ink panels, as if into a handmade vessel.

Each one-page comic is a seasonal diorama of sorts, preserving a moment in time unfolding in the interstices of time: between the chinks of a log cabin in the Polish Highlands, fissures in late-spring ice, and the gap between coziness and creeping concern on a brutally cold winter’s night.

In the end, &lt;i&gt;The Stoneware Jug&lt;/i&gt; is a quest for comfort zones, suffused throughout with the aromatic promise of panettone.

Co-published by &lt;a href="http://www.nievesbooks.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Nieves&lt;/a&gt;, Bored Wolves, and &lt;a href="https://www.spitandahalf.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Spit and a Half&lt;/a&gt;

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2022
28 pages, paperback, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w offset
Printed on Arctic Munken Print White 115
Designed by Benjamin Sommerhalder
ISBN 78-83-965968-3-3

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Stefan Lorenzutti&lt;/b&gt; (Brooklyn, 1984) is a poet and publisher based in Kraków and the Polish Highlands. His books include the prose-poetry journal &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/great-known"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great Known: An Autobiographical Cairn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/at-tremendous-dam"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At Tremendous Dam: Some Poems 2014–2021&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.

&lt;b&gt;John Porcellino&lt;/b&gt; (Chicago, 1968) has been writing, drawing, and publishing comics and graphic novels for over thirty years. His celebrated self-published series &lt;a href="https://www.king-cat.net/catalog/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;&lt;i&gt;King-Cat Comics&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (also available from Drawn &amp; Quarterly in omnibus form), begun in 1989, has inspired a generation of cartoonists.

“John Porcellino’s comics distill, in just a few lines and words, the feeling of simply being alive.”
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      <g:title>The Endless Loop in My Mind by Seçil Koman</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Prose and paintings by Seçil Koman

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;I begin walking up the spiraling stone steps, one by one. The deep crack that splits the fifth step in half winks at me. This time, I am careful not to trip on it, and continue on…&lt;/i&gt;

In her artist’s book &lt;i&gt;The Endless Loop in My Mind&lt;/i&gt;, NYC-based Turkish artist Seçil Koman uses prose and paintings to channel the remembered palette and contours of her grandmother’s apartment in Izmir during childhood summer holidays: Heart Apartments, Unit Four.

&lt;i&gt;I take another step. Right in front of me is the brown apartment door with its burgundy doorknob. &lt;b&gt;No. 4.&lt;/b&gt; From the sound of her orthopedic house slippers, I can tell my grandmother is walking toward the door. With a little thrill, I ring the bell. Its jingle intermingles with the chirping of the birds in the center of my chest. The door opens in time to the twittering of the birds.&lt;/i&gt;

As she describes her grandmother’s apartment—with its grape-flavored balcony, ballad-playing radio, and cocooned wardrobe—Koman’s prose (translated, from the Turkish, by Anna Wood) combines the tingling expectancy of E. Nesbit and Perecquian attention to detail to probe formative childhood memories of spaces once synonymous with security.

&lt;i&gt;In a single motion, I am hugging my grandmother. My eyes are shut tight, and I inhale the scent of her floral shirt. I am welcome.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2022
Edition of 400
Translated, from the Turkish, by Anna Wood; &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/anna-wood-reads-from-the-endless" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;listen to Anna read an extract&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;The Endless Loop in My Mind&lt;/i&gt;
56 pages, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Edited and designed by &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/a-promenade-at-home"&gt;Sevinç Çalhanoğlu&lt;/a&gt;
ISBN 978-83-962620-9-7

&lt;b&gt;×

Seçil Koman&lt;/b&gt; is an interdisciplinary artist and educator, born and raised in Turkey and now based in New York. Inspired by her experiences, and the interiors and societies she has moved through, she writes and paints in her studio using descriptive narration and stream of consciousness. &lt;i&gt;The Endless Loop in My Mind&lt;/i&gt; is an expression of the traces that Seçil’s childhood memories, impressions, and observations have left on her.</g:description>
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      <g:id>92537350</g:id>
      <g:title>Melted Stars by Oscar CHAN Yik Long</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Oscar CHAN Yik Long

×&lt;/b&gt;

[Shipping note for zines: To make it more affordable to purchase multiple zines through our website, &lt;b&gt;no matter how many zines you order, you only pay a base shipping cost of $4.&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;b&gt;

×&lt;/b&gt;

“I splash ink on paper. Then I follow my hands, letting them do their thing. As I observe the result, my mind searches for a face. From the face I sense a creature. I develop this creature. Really I work with the splash. It’s already decided once the splash is done.”

Zine of astral choreographies and ink-spawned mythologies. Helsinki-based Hong Kong artist Oscar CHAN Yik Long (&lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/my-body-is-a-reincarnated-population"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Body Is a Reincarnated Population&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) taps the ecstatically eldritch by splashing ink on paper and then letting the mind-in-his-hand intuit a creature. Rapidly drawing these mythic beings out of the shadows and into the spectacular light, the artist gorgeously renders some wretched ends.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2022
Edition of 100; 2nd printing of 400 (2024)
16 pages, 14×20 cm, b&amp;w photocopy
Published by Bored Wolves as part of the PF25 (Basel+Hong Kong) &lt;i&gt;Hands&lt;/i&gt; project
ISBN 978-83-965968-0-2</g:description>
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      <g:title>Blue in Bosa by Marco Antonini</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Marco Antonini

×&lt;/b&gt;

On a trip to Sardinia, in Summer 2020, Marco Antonini was seeking something between clarity and a spark.

When open-ended plot lines left him adrift, he snapped up a pad from the newsstand, picked up a paint marker the blue of the latitude, and started feverishly drawing.

Filling frames, he drew what he saw. Flashes of sea between nubby hills. A sun-shaped sun. Flora feeling just fine. He drew things he couldn’t have seen, mirages of a delirious island. An underwater tango.

At dusk, he capped the marker and mentally prepared to pack. Then it was back to reality, an unbelievable pad in his baggage.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2022
Edition of 400
48 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 170
Designed by Pilar Rojo
ISBN 978-83-962620-7-3

Each copy of &lt;i&gt;Blue in Bosa&lt;/i&gt; comes with two postcards tucked inside.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Bored Wolves Bookwolf tote bag</g:title>
      <g:description>The Bookwolf tote bag is for carrying a bunch of books.

Our logo is drawn by Conner Bouchard-Roberts.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Bundle by Linus Bonduelle &amp; Pommelien Koolen</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Linus Bonduelle
Drawings by Pommelien Koolen

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;I hear the neighbor downstairs
coughing through my floor.
I know it’s him ’cause it’s the same voice
that shouts at me
when I dance at night,
that’s thudding on his soft lungs.
He was angry again today
when I hammered found wood
into a flowerbed. I was sorry
and warm in the sun.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Bundle&lt;/i&gt; is a collection of poems for a scrambled era written by Linus Bonduelle, who, during the early pandemic period, punched his pillow with poetry every evening and felt better for it. The collection is illustrated with offbeat precision by artist Pommelien Koolen, and cleverly designed by Linus and Pom with a snug wrap-around flap in the tradition of important bureaucratic mail that you normally open with trepidation but here with glad curiosity.

Through their close collaboration, limber poet Linus and meticulous inker Pom employ Seussian logic to deconstruct our illogical times, and the off-kilter askewity of interpersonal relationships, through hopscotching verse and drawings that are like first-aid posters sniffing licorice.

The &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bundle&lt;/i&gt; + poster&lt;/b&gt; option comes with an illustrated poem-poster (22×34.5 cm) folded up and tucked into the back of the book.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Listen to Linus &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/linus-bonduelle-reads-from-bundle?s=r" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;read a poem&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Bundle&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2022
Edition of 400
32 pages, paperback, 11.5×18.5 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 170
Designed by Linus Bonduelle and Pommelien Koolen
ISBN 978-83-962620-4-2</g:description>
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      <g:title>Light grey blue folds me open like a book by Maike Hemmers</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings and text by Maike Hemmers

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Dark brown darkened room in summer, / fresh and calm, life and sound are close&lt;/i&gt;

The drawings and text in &lt;i&gt;Light grey blue folds me open like a book&lt;/i&gt; stem from artist Maike Hemmers’ practice of mental body scans in which, via an introspection both mellow and attuned, she notes down felt colors in each body limb as well as their associations. The color body scans are the start of a process that leads toward large-scale pastel drawings—chromatic-somatic mappings of the self from organ to bone.

Composed and edited, with haptic lovecraft, by Yin Yin Wong, &lt;i&gt;Light grey blue folds me open like a book&lt;/i&gt; intuitively takes these layers apart to weave them together again into a singular poetic narrative and exploration of the body as reservoir of elemental awareness.

&lt;i&gt;Dark green throat speaks from the leaf in motion. / Purple breath connects to the hips / and the soul muscle, / tightness wants expansion. / Red heart, I am a loving determination.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Listen to Maike &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/maike-hemmers-reads-from-light-grey?s=r" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;read an extract&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;i&gt;Light grey blue folds me open like a book&lt;/i&gt;.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2022
Edition of 400
32 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 170
Edited and designed by Yin Yin Wong
ISBN 978-83-962620-5-9

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Maike Hemmers&lt;/b&gt; (b. 1987, Germany) is an artist based in Rotterdam. Her research reflects on the affective relation of bodies and inner spaces through drawing, text, and everyday art objects. With an interest in feminist architecture, soft resistance, and queer directions, her work explores intuitive material relations, channeling spiritual and somatic practices in a process of self-examination shaping embodied consciousness.

The spring 2022 publication of &lt;i&gt;Light grey blue folds me open like a book&lt;/i&gt; was published in parallel with Maike’s Kunstinstituut Melly exhibition, &lt;a href="https://www.kunstinstituutmelly.nl/en/experience/1404-maike-hemmers-this-deep-becomes-palpable" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This Deep Becomes Palpable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Greenwriting by Katy Bentall</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems and prose, drawings and paintings by Katy Bentall

A 192-page book chock-full of Katy Bentall’s poetry, prose, and artwork about quotidian, seasonal, and creative rhythms in the Polish countryside.

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Today on my ridge walk I go as far as the river, turning off down the secret path. I am going to see Peter’s boat. There it is, like a crocodile. I think twice before stepping onto it, but if I am to get close to the water without my feet disappearing into the squelchy grey mud, I must.

Sitting in the boat, leaning over and watching my reflection; taking off my shoes and walking back barefoot. That’s me.&lt;/i&gt;

And barefoot goes Katy Bentall through &lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt;, a collection of her drawings, watercolors, poems, and prose-poetry dispatches from this patch of the Polish countryside.

&lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt; unfolds from room to room in Katy’s wooden house, climbing the staircase between the boiler in the basement and the atelier under the roof. From the vantage of her patio and a ritual footpath, Katy explores the landscape around the house, which is tucked against the base of an escarpment between riverbanks and orchards thick with neighbors. And she whisks the reader to the marketplace in town, where we meet mainstays like Pear Man and Oregano Lady, Thyme Lady and Honey Man, purveyors of produce and snippets of local news.

The result is an intimate mapping of a small world richly populated by rooted locals (some booted, some hoofed) and wayfaring seeds and birds; and the contemplative diary of a poet-artist transplanted from England seeking to closely observe and document the lived environment around her.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Listen to Katy Bentall read &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/katy-bentall-reads-oregano-and-thyme" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“Oregano &amp; Thyme”&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/katy-bentall-reads-log-delivery" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“Log Delivery,”&lt;/a&gt; two pieces from &lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt;.

Listen to &lt;a href="https://radiokapital.pl/shows/pasmo-dla-literatury/pasmo-dla-literatury-greenwriting/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Katy Bentall in conversation with Dobromiła Dobro&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt;, on Radio Kapitał (Warsaw), recorded on the back porch of Katy’s house amidst an audience of jubilant birds.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2022
Edition of 500; 2nd printing of 500 (2023); 3rd printing of 500 (2025)
192 pages, paperback, 10×14 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo and Stefan Lorenzutti
Afterword by Louise Steinman (&lt;a href="https://boredwolves.substack.com/p/louise-steinman-reads-from-greenwriting" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;listen to Louise read the opening passage of her afterword&lt;/a&gt;)
ISBN 978-83-962620-3-5

&lt;b&gt;×

Katy Bentall&lt;/b&gt; is an artist and poet. She is the author of five zines: &lt;i&gt;Pear Man&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Ribbon Lady&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Fleur&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;2 Tomato Ladies&lt;/i&gt;, and the forthcoming &lt;i&gt;Tale of the Sea Stick&lt;/i&gt; (Punnet Press, 2020–2022); and two artist’s books, &lt;i&gt;Positions&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Pracownia&lt;/i&gt; (Salix alba, 2017 and 2020). &lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt; is the result of Katy’s two-year collaboration with Bored Wolves. She divides her seasons between the countryside of eastern Poland, where she collects sticks, stones, and seeds, and the East Anglian coast (UK), where she collects flotsam and jetsam. She is currently at work on &lt;i&gt;Promenade Pearls&lt;/i&gt; (Bored Wolves, 2023), a strolling study of the port town of Felixstowe, England.

&lt;b&gt;×

Something of May&lt;/b&gt; (an extract from &lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt;)

May strings its sentences together as if it was making a daisy chain. Summer comes in the least expected moments, when no one is looking, or can’t as it is raining and raining. Then the rain stops and on looking out we see that everything has grown so big, so lush. But the white blossom still speckles the Skarpa and I go to pick a few twigs to put in a brown teapot. They look pretty on the blue-checked tablecloth beside a china cup and a book.

The patch close to the fence is now a blanket of yellow dandelion heads. The single flower that I was drawing two days ago is no longer single. There are three. I know what I want to paint next. Dandelions gone to seed. A light-greyish watercolor wash for a background and with pale white paint and pencil-mark circles for the seed heads. With each passing day, the May daises grow taller, but still they are nothing more than pin-top buds at the end of spindly stalks.

The long skinny man is up on the ridge pulling his small cart behind him. He comes to gather the flotsam that seasonal flooding has washed up onto the low fields. The waters have only recently receded and the river is still swollen. Its banks are just beginning to reappear and take back their shape.

Today on my ridge walk, I go as far as the river, turning off down the secret path. I am going to see Peter’s boat. There it is, like a crocodile. I think twice before stepping onto it, but if I am to get close to the water without my feet disappearing into the squelchy grey mud, I must.

Sitting in the boat, leaning over and watching my reflection; taking off my shoes and walking back barefoot. That’s me. Hearing the nightingale singing in the willows and the frogs croaking loudly in the reeds. (At night, you can leave your bedroom window open and listen to the chorus and smell the thick scent of growth because there are no mosquitoes. Yet.)

Eeyore’s broken home, a big bundle of dark-colored flotsam sticks, lies tangled together on the ridge slope now, a fragment of a scene from a Caspar David Friedrich painting.

Witches’ crutches.

As I reach home, the rosy campions catch my eye. Pink dots in a green sea. We share a conversation. In comparison with them, I am a pale thing.

&lt;b&gt;×

Pear Man’s Roses&lt;/b&gt; (an extract from &lt;i&gt;Greenwriting&lt;/i&gt;)

Every autumn, an old gentleman brings a box of smoked pears to the market in Kazimierz. They are dark, wrinkled things that he sells by the kilo, known as a Polish Christmas delicacy and always difficult for me to resist.

That is why I call him Pear Man.

He sells fresh pears, too, in late summer, and a variety of other seasonal fruits: cherries, apples, red currants, gooseberries, and raspberries. (He rarely comes in winter.) Sitting in the open-booted back of his car, he places his boxes directly in front of him on the ground so that you have to lean down to pick up what you want to buy.

I have a secret. A secret rose moment that’s taken me all this time to write down exactly as it happened. It’s about the worst thing I can remember ever (not) doing: not buying Pear Man’s roses.

One August, he brought to market a bunch of huge dark crimson and yellow blooms. As with Thyme Lady, I think that all he had wanted to do was share—the smell—and not watch his roses die in his own garden. But they were already wilting and the petals were dropping one by one onto the stones below. I looked at them for quite a long time and sensed that Pear Man was observing me observing them. That’s how it goes with market sellers. They study you carefully to see if you are interested in anything they have for sale. There is a certain discomfort in this—in knowing you are being so closely watched.

A fleeting thought crossed my mind: even if I were to buy these roses, the blooms would probably fall apart the second they were lifted from the pot. So, I walked away without them. I felt bad at the time. I still feel bad. I can’t imagine anyone else would have bought them.

And to think. I could have dried those petals, pressed and then arranged them in a lovely composition to hang in a frame on the wall and call &lt;i&gt;Pear Man’s Rose Petals&lt;/i&gt;.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Antique Skies by Johan Österholm</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Artist’s book by Johan Österholm

Texts by Helen Korpak, Stefan Lorenzutti, Johan Österholm

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;After nearly four billion years aloft, the Cartographer had found little new to add to the portion of its chronicle dedicated to nightfall and the dark side of the Earth. It tended to focus instead on the changes visible on the half of the planet that was experiencing daylight. Then, in the first part of the nineteenth century, peculiar things started happening in the nocturnal hemisphere. In the autumn of 1826, unbeknownst to the Cartographer, workers, vagrants, and socialites hurried toward Unter den Linden, the boulevard at the heart of Berlin…&lt;/i&gt;

—Extract from Johan Österholm’s text “The Nocturnal Cartographer”

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Artist Johan Österholm’s &lt;i&gt;Antique Skies&lt;/i&gt; process begins with the unsheathing of an X-Acto knife. To the horror of librarians everywhere, he carefully slits out blank or nearly blank sheets of yellowing paper (endpapers, for example) from nineteenth-century astronomy tomes, which he unearths in antiquarian bookshops across Europe and later carefully dissects in his Stockholm studio.

What might initially seem like an act of vandalism is not without its conservational claim. For more than a century, these mostly wordless, imageless pieces of paper have been, if not wasted per se, then &lt;i&gt;not exactly used&lt;/i&gt; between the covers of their respective titles. Via a process that incorporates the spangled contents of celestial glass-plate negatives, a spray gun loaded with liquid silver gelatin, and a repurposed street lamp, Österholm has a grand use for them: to serve as canvases for the re-emergence of stars long shrouded by terrestrial light pollution.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 500
60 pages, paperback, 17.5×24 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Alto Blanc 130, Arctic Volume Ice 130, and Invercote G 280
Designed by Gonçalo Sena/ATLAS Projectos
Texts by Helen Korpak, Stefan Lorenzutti, Johan Österholm
Published in conjunction with the exhibition Johan Österholm, &lt;i&gt;Luminous Reign&lt;/i&gt;, at Kosminen, Helsinki, November 2021
ISBN 978-83-962620-1-1

Each copy of &lt;i&gt;Antique Skies&lt;/i&gt; includes a pair of postcard-sized prints, tucked between its pages, with reproductions of works from Österholm’s &lt;i&gt;After Marville (Whiteouts)&lt;/i&gt; series, for which the artist applied gesso to archival prints of photographs of Paris taken between 1862–1878 by Charles Marville, the city’s official photographer.</g:description>
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      <g:title>This Party of the Soft Things by Nhatt Nichols</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Book-length poem and graphite drawings by Nhatt Nichols

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;“Nhatt’s book provides the reader with a sense of presence and urgency, welcoming the need to be wild-eyed and hopeful, too. It reminds us that nature speaks up in multitude, and that there is simply no real silencing it.”&lt;/i&gt;
—Sara Dian

&lt;i&gt;“This gentle, quietly heartbroken illustrated poem follows a walk in the woods through its beauty and sadness, unearthing pill bugs, lamenting human desecration, and extolling the explosion of lilacs that will follow long after human beings have scrubbed themselves from this planet.”&lt;/i&gt;
—John Porcellino

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;I angle home / my neighbors on their porches with wine / my old mailbox / it isn’t a lot / but I already miss it&lt;/i&gt;

Once upon a time, &lt;a href="https://linktr.ee/NhattAttack" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Nhatt Nichols&lt;/a&gt;, a poet and graphic journalist working out of a hut on the Olympic Peninsula, followed forest paths in search of the sea and something resembling clarity, even as she faced up to the ambiguities of being fully alive during an age of malaise, collapse, and extinction. Returning to her writing and drawing hut, Nhatt set to work on &lt;i&gt;This Party of the Soft Things&lt;/i&gt;, a book-length poem written and illustrated over the course of a year.

&lt;i&gt;This Party of the Soft Things&lt;/i&gt; can be described as a highly re-readable picture book for adults, with its fifty graphite drawings plotting and expanding upon Nhatt’s poem and the trek underpinning it. The poem pivots between ruminative present-day interludes and accelerations into a distant future in which humans lose their claim to proper nouns (“texas” is just that and no more) as armies of potato bugs, air forces of mosquitos, and navies of sharks ascend.

In the meantime, planetary implications are localized by a backroad and a mailbox, a mug and a bottle of rye. And in lieu of a shiny grail at quest’s end, Nhatt embraces the radical solace of a future humans won’t be around to endanger.

&lt;i&gt;Soon enough we’ll be beyond cakes / nothing sliced in celebration / just a sea salt smoked honey sunshine&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 500; 2nd printing of 500 (2023)
80 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-962620-2-8

&lt;b&gt;×

Nhatt Nichols&lt;/b&gt; grew up on a mountaintop in the Okanogan Highlands. Raised among survivalists, she developed the ability to observe the world around her from the perspective of a permanent outsider. She is now a poet and graphic journalist living and working on the Olympic Peninsula. &lt;i&gt;Morels&lt;/i&gt;, an illustrated novella, will be published by Bored Wolves in 2024.</g:description>
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      <g:title>At Tremendous Dam by Stefan Lorenzutti</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;At Tremendous Dam
Some Poems 2014–2021&lt;/i&gt;

Poems by Stefan Lorenzutti

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;“Lorenzutti’s poems share some of the same qualities I’ve come to associate with [Bored Wolves’] lively, unpredictable list: an attentiveness to the intense colors, atmospheric conditions, textures and materials of everyday life; strange new precisions that give way to humor then unexpected sites of vulnerability. These are poems that make life feel weird, abundant; basically unfathomable but definitely worth living.”&lt;/i&gt;
—Kate Briggs, Fitzcarraldo Editions journal

&lt;i&gt;“Stefan’s poetry is real, direct, and to the heart. A joy.”&lt;/i&gt;
—John Porcellino

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

We were living in the tall house in Bielsko. Asia’s childhood home. Our bedroom was cozily up in the large attic space. Maya, who was four months old, woke up at midnight. I put down &lt;i&gt;The Tombs of Atuan&lt;/i&gt; and began carrying her cuddled form back and forth along our habitual L-shaped route: straight along the length of the ironing board, then right-angle turn at the diamond-shaped window into the corner of the attic, then a practiced spin on the heel of my sock and back.

On one pass of the ironing board, before completing the base of the L, I stopped at the diamond window. The house’s red metal roof was complicated and creased like an origami rendering of the Alps. The diamond window overlooked a foreshortened spur of roof ridge extending out into space. At that moment, a marten appeared on the ridge. It did a diagonal dash and disappeared over the edge of the roof.

Maya slept through it all.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 400
80 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo, cover with Damian Nowak
Cover painting by Olive Findlay
ISBN 978-83-962620-0-4

&lt;b&gt;×

A sample of poems from &lt;i&gt;At Tremendous Dam&lt;/i&gt;:

Cascading&lt;/b&gt;

While rinsing a mug acceptable
I hear Mayer Hillman emphasize

that reductions won’t cut it: we must
stop burning fossil fuels &lt;u&gt;entirely&lt;/u&gt; and

concentrate on music love education &amp; joy
things that require fossil fuels hardly at all.

Silvia Federici seeks the &lt;i&gt;regeneration&lt;/i&gt; of
a commons chained to Death’s production.

I walk through wet grass post-storm
navy blue pants dampening to black

from shins up to hips my skeleton
is covered in seeds. Yesterday Nhatt

told me Cascadia’s seasons are
mud / fire / spider / and snow.

&lt;b&gt;×

The Keep&lt;/b&gt;

I am listening
in the space

between the car’s return
from the village grocery

and the approaching storm
of which we were warned.

Triangulated are my nose,
the plum tree, the cistern.

Gravel is laid
to be displaced.

On the deck
raindrops hit

a castle of chalk.

&lt;b&gt;×

When I Lived in Kraków&lt;/b&gt;

You knew the way to
your favorite bakery

en route to your favorite
lichened 1800s graveyard

where you never met
another living soul

&amp; always felt at ease
underdressed but at 50°

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      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Drawings by Ingo Giezendanner

×&lt;/b&gt;

In Zürich there is a calm kitchen, in which all food containers are stripped of their labels, and in the kitchen there is a table with two wooden chairs. At one of these chairs sits artist Ingo Giezendanner (pen-and-ink name GRRRR) with his treasure tin of colored pencils within reach—every tip sharp. Natural light slants over his shoulder onto the table’s checkerboard pattern, which could be described as blue-and-white, although the blue shifts over the course of a day from cobalt to Prussian to cyan and turquoise and back again and the white has creamed over time.

At this table, throughout the boxed-in years of 2020 and 2021, Ingo established a ritual of drawing the objects in front of him at a given moment. The result is &lt;i&gt;Kitchen&lt;/i&gt;, a pocket-sized (9×13.2 cm) compendium of 49 colored-pencil drawings. His tabletop tableaux document a nutritious and delicious spread of fruits (eternally unpeeling orange), spices, herbs, and bottled vitamins; a ring of latent power and a rainbow bead bracelet; a needle and thread, their purpose touchingly unspecified; and impromptu vanitas in the form of a coffee-filter-holder doing double duty as a compost bin, a candle approaching guttering, and ever so many pencil shavings.

&lt;i&gt;Kitchen&lt;/I&gt; includes a painting by Maria Pomiansky of the slippered, tousled artist at work drawing a red cabbage; and a poem by Stefan Lorenzutti about his fateful decision to open a bottle of wine with a woodworking tool.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 500; 2nd printing of 500 (2023)
104 pages, paperback, 9×13.2 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Concept, drawings, and layout by Ingo Giezendanner
Pre-flight process by Nina Gregier
Painting of the artist by Maria Pomiansky
Poem by Stefan Lorenzutti
ISBN 978-83-954871-7-0</g:description>
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      <g:title>REMMUS by Mikołaj Moskal</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Paintings by Mikołaj Moskal

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;When living things bloom &amp; molder all in a heartskip, when they expand toward death, this is what worms hear.&lt;/i&gt;

Artist’s book of paintings by Mikołaj Moskal: gouache, archival paper elements, simple &amp; meaningful captions. &lt;i&gt;REMMUS&lt;/i&gt; is a graft of Podlasie earth-water-sky and Mikołaj’s pigments, heart, and intuition. Designed in close collaboration with graphic artist and designer Kaja Gliwa.

The paintings are bracketed by a poem each by Kuba Niklasiński (“Flows | Flaws”) and Stefan Lorenzutti (“What Worm Heard”), handwritten by Mikołaj in English and Polish.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 500
44 pages, 1 fold-out, paperback, 12×17 cm, color offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Alto Naturel 100 and Munken Pure Rough 300
Designed by Kaja Gliwa
Poems translated by Kuba Niklasiński (EN–PL) and Scotia Victoria Gilroy (PL–EN)
ISBN 978-83-954871-9-4

&lt;b&gt;×

Mikołaj Moskal&lt;/b&gt; is a visual artist based in Kraków whose range encompasses the Carpathian highlands and Podlasie lowlands. His &lt;a href="https://terytorium2020.tumblr.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;&lt;i&gt;TERYTORIUM&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [Territory] project is an open-ended layering of pigment and paper, influences and moments on this earth.</g:description>
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      <g:title>She Threw the Rope &amp; Pulled the Lake by Alina Asan &amp; Anita Sezgener</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Words by Alina Asan
Drawings by Anita Sezgener

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;EN&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;i&gt;She Threw the Rope &amp; Pulled the Lake
(Alina said, Anita drew)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;“something is not afraid of something”&lt;/i&gt;

Alina thought and spoke. Anita listened and drew. And so this weave of Alina’s words and Anita’s drawings came together. That Alina was two at the time, and Anita her mother, is relevant. Equally relevant is the plane of parity on which their everyday companionship unfolds. &lt;i&gt;She Threw the Rope &amp; Pulled the Lake&lt;/i&gt; is what happens when an adult listens to a child closely and takes her musings, observations, and inquiries seriously.

The book begins along the angle of Alina’s vision, in relation to a home’s windowsills and the stacked streetscapes of Istanbul. Anita’s line, in the spirit of Franciszka Themerson and &lt;i&gt;Harold and the Purple Crayon&lt;/i&gt;, then carries us across the page and over the arch of a day, encompassing moments of inspiration and parental energy dips, playground excursions, the quivering autonomy of bedtime, and the bond established through breastfeeding.

&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;TR&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;i&gt;İpi Atmış, Gölü Çekmiş
(Alina söyledi Anita çizdi)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;“bir şey bir şeyden korkmaz ki”&lt;/i&gt;

Alina düşündü ve konuştu. Anita dinledi ve çizdi. Ve böylece Alina’nın kelimeleri ile Anita’nın çizimleri birbirlerine dolandı. O sırada Alina iki yaşındaydı ve annesi Anita onunla yakından ilgilenmekteydi. Her günkü birlikteliklerinden gelişen bir bakışım düzlemi söz konusuydu. &lt;i&gt;İpi Attı &amp; Gölü Çekti&lt;/i&gt; bir yetişkinin bir çocuğu dikkatle dinlemesiyle, onun esinlenmelerini, gözlemlerini ve sorularını ciddiye almasıyla ortaya çıkan bir kitap oldu.

Kitap Alina’nın bakış açısıyla başlıyor, evin pencere pervazları ve istiflenmiş sokak betimlemeleri buna eşlik ediyor. Franciszka Themerson ve &lt;i&gt;Harold and the Purple Crayon&lt;/i&gt;’ın ruhunu taşıyan Anita’nın çizgileri, günlerden bir kavis çizercesine bizi sayfanın bir ucundan bir ucuna taşıyor; bunu yaparken ebeveynlik enerjisinin eşiklerine, oyun alanı gezintilerine, titrek uyku zamanı otonomilerine ve emzirmenin getirdiği bağlanmaya dalarak ilham dolu anları kuşatıyor.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;a href="https://www.unlimitedrag.com/post/anne-meme-amerika-ya-mi-gidiyo" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;A review of &lt;i&gt;She Threw the Rope &amp; Pulled the Lake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, written by Necmi Sönmez (in Turkish).

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 300
104 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
68 drawings by Anita Sezgener
Bilingual English–Turkish edition
Designed by Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-954871-4-9

&lt;b&gt;×

&lt;u&gt;EN&lt;/u&gt;
Anita Sezgener&lt;/b&gt; was born in Istanbul, in 1971. She is from a Sephardic Jewish family. Her poems, prose, essays, translations, and interviews have appeared in a range of journals and books. She is the translator, into Turkish, of Anne Carson’s &lt;i&gt;Short Talks&lt;/i&gt;, Raymond Federman’s &lt;i&gt;Voice in the Closet&lt;/i&gt;, and Jennifer Martenson’s &lt;i&gt;Xq28¹&lt;/i&gt;, in editions from Nod Publishing House. She also makes archetypal drawings for books and book covers. Since 2008, she has edited and published the culture-art-literature zine &lt;i&gt;Cin Ayşe&lt;/i&gt;, a visibility project for women. She is also one of the editors of &lt;i&gt;Moero Fanzine&lt;/i&gt;, an online poetry zine. Since 2017, she has been Alina’s mom. Anita’s published books are as follows: &lt;i&gt;Pusu Bilici&lt;/i&gt; [Ambush Finder] (Norgunk, 2008), &lt;i&gt;Taşlık&lt;/i&gt; [Stony Place] (Yasakmeyve, 2011), &lt;i&gt;Hafif Zehirler&lt;/i&gt; [Light Poison] (Pan, 2012), &lt;i&gt;Normalia&lt;/i&gt; (Nod, 2014), &lt;i&gt;Çok Sesi&lt;/i&gt; [Many Voiced] (Heterotopya, 2015), &lt;i&gt;Tikkun Olam: Walter Benjamin Şiirleri&lt;/i&gt; [Tikkun Olam: Poems of Walter Benjamin] (Nod, 2017), &lt;i&gt;Nabız Kayıt&lt;/i&gt; [Pulse Records] (Nod, 2020), and &lt;i&gt;Aritmi Koridoru: Toplu Yazılar&lt;/i&gt; [Corridor of Arrhythmia: Collected Writings] (Everest Essay, September 2020).

&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;TR&lt;/u&gt;
Anita Sezgener&lt;/b&gt; 1971’de İstanbul’da doğdu. Sefarad Yahudisi bir ailenin çocuğu. Şiirleri, yazıları, söyleşileri ve çevirileri çeşitli dergilerde yer aldı. Nod yayınları için Anne Carson’ın &lt;i&gt;Kısa Konuşmalar&lt;/i&gt;, Raymond Federman’ın &lt;i&gt;Dolaptaki Ses&lt;/i&gt; ve Jennifer Martenson’ın &lt;i&gt;Xq28¹&lt;/i&gt; kitaplarını çevirdi. Kitaplar ve kitap kapakları için arketipsel şeysiler çiziyor. Kadınların görünürlük projesi olarak, 2008’den beri kültür-sanat-edebiyat fanzini &lt;i&gt;Cin Ayşe&lt;/i&gt;’yi çıkarıyor. Aynı zamanda çevrimiçi bir şiir fanzini olan &lt;i&gt;Moero Fanzin&lt;/i&gt;’in de editörlerinden biri. 2017’den bu yana Alina’nın annesi. Yayımlanmış kitapları: &lt;i&gt;Pusu Bilici&lt;/i&gt; (Norgunk, 2008), &lt;i&gt;Taşlık&lt;/i&gt; (Yasakmeyve, 2011), &lt;i&gt;Hafif Zehirler&lt;/i&gt; (Pan, 2012), &lt;i&gt;Normalia&lt;/i&gt; (Nod Yayınları, 2014), &lt;i&gt;Çok Sesi&lt;/i&gt; (Heterotopya, 2015), &lt;i&gt;Tikkun Olam: Walter Benjamin Şiirleri&lt;/i&gt; (Nod Yayınları, 2017), &lt;i&gt;Nabız Kayıt&lt;/i&gt; (Nod Yayınları, 2020) ve &lt;i&gt;Aritmi Koridoru: Toplu Yazılar&lt;/i&gt; (Everest Deneme, Eylül 2020).</g:description>
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      <g:title>A Promenade at Home by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poetry and illustrations by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu
Cover painting by Ürün Ünal

×&lt;/b&gt;

A winner of the &lt;a href="https://www.volumeszurich.ch/award-2021" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;2021 VOLUMES (Zurich) Book Award&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;Here, each memory is like a child in need of protection. I myself am like an institution. Where could I go with all my institutionalism? Even if I leave, my habit will remain. I cannot break the habit of my habituation. I cannot break the habit of this habitation.&lt;/i&gt;

Equal parts lyric and performative, &lt;i&gt;A Promenade at Home&lt;/i&gt; is a meticulous cataloging of possession in all its forms. Revisiting her childhood home in Istanbul in spirit, poet Sevinç Çalhanoğlu overhears a conversation between her mother and the sentient house, their dialogue a cantillated litany of decorations past and present. Meanwhile, her mother bustles about with broom and bleach, seeking to disrupt the settling of dust and malefic hexes in rooms that arrange themselves into a theatrical set.

As Sevinç proceeds to piece together painful memories of coming of age in this middle-class, Muslim household, she reckons with an interior’s ability to occupy its occupants—specifically her mother and, through osmosis and inheritance, the poet-daughter—and explores how a home touched by grief can become a haunted space. With cathartic intent, Sevinç excavates the microhistorical, retrieving memories long muffled by carpet in an effort to assuage the white noise of trauma.

&lt;i&gt;I must learn to live with this noise. This noise, is here, to keep me, alive.&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;i&gt;A Promenade at Home&lt;/i&gt; is comprised of two self-contained poetic works, each illustrated by Sevinç with its own set of art: the titular “A Promenade at Home,” a weave of poems, fragments, and performative dialogue, arranged together with abstract monochromatic watercolors; and the previously unpublished “Melancholia: An Inventory,” a prose-poetry hybrid of domestic diary and institutional guided tour, illustrated with drawings of household artifacts.

&lt;b&gt;Each copy of &lt;i&gt;Promenade&lt;/i&gt; includes three sturdy, black-and-white “Door” prints tucked between its pages.&lt;/b&gt; Measuring a postcard-like 10.5×15 cm, these are offset prints on fibrous Munken paper of drawings of doors by Sevinç—doors, thresholds, and hallways being ever-present motifs throughout &lt;i&gt;Promenade&lt;/i&gt;—plus a brooding floor plan.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 500
Translated, from the Turkish, by Ayça Akarsu and Cansen Mavituna
80 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, color (cover) and b&amp;w (interior) offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Damian Nowak
Aquarelle cover painting by Ürün Ünal
ISBN 978-83-954871-8-7

&lt;b&gt;×

Sevinç Çalhanoğlu&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, artist, and researcher whose work examines the imprint of memory on space, and the intersection of both with literature. In addition to poems and essays, she creates interdisciplinary literary works incorporating sound and photography. She is the author of two books of poetry in Turkish: the original edition of &lt;i&gt;A Promenade at Home&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Evde bir gezinti (periferik)&lt;/i&gt; (Nod, 2016), and &lt;i&gt;Et/ve/Fal&lt;/i&gt; (Heterotopya, 2017); and is an initiator of the Turkish poetry journal &lt;i&gt;Moero&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/my-life-in-curves-recently"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Life in Curves Recently&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a zine of hand-drawn graphs plotting her daily rhythms and habits during coronavirus lockdown, was published by Bored Wolves in 2020. She is based in Brooklyn.</g:description>
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      <g:title>The Pleasures of Empty Lots by Efe Murad</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Pleasures of Empty Lots:
Scenes of Istanbul 2015–2016&lt;/i&gt;

Prose and poem fragments by Efe Murad

×&lt;/b&gt;

“I left Istanbul after graduating from high school, in 2006. It was only in July 2015, less than a year after Erdoğan assumed the presidency, that I found myself living in the city again full-time, to conduct manuscript research and improve my Classical Arabic reading skills. My parents’ railroad apartment was a location where I lacked the liberty to edit my poems in peace and to cultivate the sense of ‘poetic bewilderment’ so beneficial to my practice. I therefore had to put on my shoes and abandon it.”

And with that, poet Efe Murad sets off into the streets of his native Istanbul, wandering in search of empty benches, weedy lots, and myrrh-scented subterranean shrines—gaps in the claustrophobic concrete, beyond the reach of the regime and the police, where a young poet with his pockets full of inky drafts is free to sip a can of beer and puff like a magic dragon. Finally, at the end of a dead-end overlooking the sea, Efe finds a spot where he can edit his visceral verse in something like peace as the sun sets, a coup brews, and jellyfish accumulate off the coast of Kadıköy.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 400
56 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo
Cover painting by Can Aytekin
Poem fragments handwritten by Annabelle Binnerts
Includes a street map by Begüm Tanrıverdi Bölükbaş
ISBN 978-83-954871-6-3

&lt;b&gt;×

Efe Murad&lt;/b&gt; was born and raised in Istanbul. He is the author of six books of poetry and the translator of six more, including the first complete translation of Ezra Pound’s &lt;I&gt;Cantos&lt;/i&gt; into Turkish; volumes by the American poets Susan Howe, Lyn Hejinian, and C. K. Williams; and, together with Sidney Wade, &lt;i&gt;Silent Stones&lt;/i&gt; (Talisman House, 2017), a collection of poems by the Turkish modernist Melih Cevdet Anday, which was awarded the “Meral Divitçi Prize for Turkish Poetry in Translation.” A scholar of Ottoman history and Islamic philosophy, he teaches history and religion at Wellesley College. His ongoing practice melds mystical experience, paleography, found footage, and soundscapes. &lt;i&gt;An Organ of Quality&lt;/i&gt;, a cycle of poems (translated from the Turkish by Murat Nemet-Nejat), will be published by Bored Wolves in 2024.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Tell the Turning by Tara K. Shepersky &amp; Lucy Bellwood</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Tara K. Shepersky
Drawings by Lucy Bellwood

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;I go to the fields and bow to the single hawthorn…&lt;/i&gt;

Sometimes a thought, or a whisper, or a dispatch, &lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt; unfolds as lyrical journal, hymnal, and almanac all rolled into one volume, with its three poem cycles interweaving thematic rhythms and threads.

It is an ambulatory archive, paced to poet &lt;a href="https://pdxpersky.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Tara K. Shepersky’s&lt;/a&gt; steps and treks along a stretch of the Pacific coast, from Oregon up to Washington and down to California. Then there’s a circadian and seasonal rhythm, with Tara attuned to the tug of moon on tide and tide on poet; the balance (and present-day imbalance) of the seasons; and the slumbers and awakenings of the earth and its nonhuman inhabitants.

And there is the meter of Tara’s language: shifting between melic lilt and consonantal clamber, inflected by stubborn disheartenment and equally stubborn inspiration, a need for solitude and a yearning for fellowship.

Throughout &lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt;, artist &lt;a href="https://lucybellwood.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;Lucy Bellwood’s&lt;/a&gt; ink-and-wash illustrations both frame and join the poems. Lucy’s gently exacting studies of flora and fauna, and her comfortably broken-in diorama landscapes, become a space for poet and artist to meet and compare notes as they set off on a quest for the everyday holy, with the independence afforded by true kinship.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 500; 2nd printing of 500 (2022)
144 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo, cover with Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-954871-5-6

&lt;b&gt;×

Tara K. Shepersky&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, essayist, and contemplative walker based in Oregon’s Willamette Valley. Her roving guides her practice, with poems unfolding across place and season.

&lt;b&gt;Lucy Bellwood&lt;/b&gt; was raised between the chaparral of California and the hedgerows of Cambridge. An adventure cartoonist, she chronicles her escapades in words and pictures.

&lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt; is the result of Tara and Lucy’s year-long collaboration with Bored Wolves.

Also by Tara and Lucy from Bored Wolves: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/serpentine"&gt;Serpentine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×

Two poems from &lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt;:

Spell for Winter Turning&lt;/b&gt;

Storm-sent
storm-scent
promises
tree-tatter:
bring us

field-flatten
break-bracken
beckon blackbird
to seed-scatter.

Cloud-chase
set river running
making off
with maple-mottle;

harried hazel
light your leaves
and bid them
burning
tell the turning.

&lt;b&gt;×

Role Model&lt;/b&gt;

Imagine I said I wish to live
as a bank of Nootka roses.

Catching breaths equally
with my thicket of thin curved daggers,
my swooning scent.

Showing off my hips in winter,
round or wrinkled, sun-cupped,
bitter, exactly what you need.

Sinking my feet strong
in salty marshes, limbering my skin
to ocean’s whisper.

Imagine I am planted here, beautiful
and sharpening my knives.

▵

(Listen to &lt;a href="https://pdxpersky.com/2021/04/01/role-model-2/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;“Role Model” read out loud&lt;/a&gt; by Molly Lewis.)

▵

You can also listen to a few more poems from the collection &lt;a href="https://pdxpersky.com/2021/03/01/generous-weeds/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://pdxpersky.com/2020/10/30/fall-back/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="https://pdxpersky.com/2021/06/28/there-is-no-secret/" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (headphones recommended).

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt; in Tara’s words:&lt;/b&gt;

“&lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt; began as a fellowship of imaginary friends. I dreamed them up to companion specific moments that felt either too difficult or too beautiful to bear alone.

Some of these are threshold moments: small and daily, or big and complex—seasons in their own right. A lonesome sunset far from home. A diagnosis. The leaching of daylight from a sky full of winter stars.

Some are moments where I needed a pause button, a way to teach myself: ‘Yes. You are here, present to the utter wonder of this life.’ I composed these poems both in and with several specific landscapes. If you know these landscapes, you might recognize them. But you don’t have to. I think you can still hear echoes from the landscapes, the seasons, and maybe the tides of your own heart.

My hope is that &lt;i&gt;Tell the Turning&lt;/i&gt; can be a fellowship for you, too.”</g:description>
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      <g:title>Sweaty Leaves by Petter Dahlström Persson</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems and ink drawings by Petter Dahlström Persson

×&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;i&gt;These straight canals cutting through
the landscape like wet shiny rulers
remind me of the curved ones dancing
late from the Middle Ages…&lt;/i&gt;

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

There was sweat in his eyes from the raku’s barrel of fire when artist Petter Dahlström Persson asked the pond strider, “What force pulls the shadows across the water in the evening?” Keys in the sun, keys in the shade, this is the book of poems he made.

In &lt;i&gt;Sweaty Leaves&lt;/i&gt;, Petter Dahlström Persson’s poems alternate between mellow in-between moments with mint-colored eggs in your palm and the guttural viciousness of gulls. Meanwhile, a high-speed Intercity Express train foreshortens between dormant interwar dairy factories. The futuristic train tries to be fast, but Petter has a way of decelerating the present until it reverses into the past, or at least into a snack break.

The poems are accompanied by odd and oddly logical ink drawings of the collection’s motifs: water drops dripping into rippling puddles, a perspiring igloo, Shade itself slipping and sliding, and the friendliest of keyholes.

Comes with a sturdy limited-edition bookmark featuring a poem of Petter’s embedded in a colored-pencil drawing of a stout beer bottle.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2021
Edition of 400
32 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo
ISBN 978-83-954871-3-2</g:description>
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      <g:title>Whiz letterpress print by John Porcellino &amp; Stefan Lorenzutti</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Comic by John Porcellino, poem by Stefan Lorenzutti

×&lt;/b&gt;

Letterpress print of &lt;i&gt;Whiz&lt;/i&gt;, a three-panel adaptation by legendary comix artist John Porcellino (&lt;i&gt;King-Cat&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Thoreau at Walden&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;South Beloit Journal&lt;/i&gt;) of a pup-companioned Stefan Lorenzutti poem about trying to remain existentially grounded while whizzing against a barn beneath the fathomless vault of the night sky:

Don’t take
the stars for granted

step outside
forget your lantern

your fear of
constellations, too.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Edition of 400
14×21.5 cm
Printed by Rebekah Smith</g:description>
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      <g:title>The Dollmaker by Stefan Lorenzutti</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Stefan Lorenzutti

×&lt;/b&gt;

Poems about quests. Quiet quests. Fairly unadventurous ones, as quests go. But maybe there are some mini-momentous moments here all the same: in eating a smushed muffin on a windswept mountaintop; or making a big decision (to drop out of college) while methodically reorganizing a rucksack; or failing to find a swimming hole and settling instead for a bath in the dark.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2020
Edition of 300
16 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, Singer-sewn binding
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo and Stefan Lorenzutti
Cover drawing by Antonina Gugała
ISBN 978-83-954871-1-8

&lt;b&gt;×

Tialys and Salmakia in the White Mountains&lt;/b&gt;

Dragonfly squad
scuds for midges

on the surface of Kinsman’s
trembling pond at predawn.

Drinking at water’s edge
then stiffening between laps

my diorama dog detects
Gallivespian spies saddled

to dragonfly
mesothoraxes.

I cup some astral flotsam
&amp; splash my face awake.</g:description>
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      <g:title>My Life in Curves Recently by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Hand-drawn graphs by Sevinç Çalhanoğlu

×&lt;/b&gt;

In &lt;i&gt;My Life in Curves Recently&lt;/i&gt;, poet-artist Sevinç Çalhanoğlu plots her daily rhythms and habits during coronavirus lockdown, in the spring of 2020, when she was largely confined to her apartment in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn. Guided by a ruler and drawing with black marker, she charts her day-to-day existence along diaristic axes, from runic spikes of Mood and Productivity to soaring Time Spent in Kitchen and steadily increasing Awareness.

The majority of the zine’s graphs focus on the period from late March to late May, when New Yorkers were under stay-at-home orders with the city’s boroughs in the grips of the COVID-19 pandemic.

The final graphs transition to two overlapping phases in late May to early June: On a personal level, Sevinç leaving her apartment with greater frequency, generating kinetic volition via bicycle. And then joining New York’s mass street protests in response to the May 25 murder of George Floyd by Minneapolis police officers. After months of enclosed distress, a communal, open-air outpouring of grief and fury, with righteous chants quietening only for candlelight vigils.

The graphs are: Paranoia, Social Media, Reading the News, Anxiety, Mood, Restlessness, Time Spent in Kitchen, Productivity, Awareness, Meticulousness, Walking, Silence, Cycling, Solidarity, Vigils

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2020
Edition of 300
16 pages, paperback, 12×14 cm, b&amp;w offset, Singer-sewn binding
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Stefan Lorenzutti &amp; Damian Nowak
ISBN 978-83-954871-2-5

&lt;b&gt;×

Sevinç Çalhanoğlu&lt;/b&gt; is a poet, artist, and researcher whose work examines the imprint of memory on space, and the intersection of both with literature. In addition to poems and essays, she creates interdisciplinary literary works incorporating sound and photography. Her extended poetic work &lt;a href="https://www.boredwolves.com/product/a-promenade-at-home"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Promenade at Home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was published by Bored Wolves in 2022. She is based in Brooklyn.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Cedar Toothpick by Stefan Lorenzutti</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Nutshell poems by Stefan Lorenzutti
Drawings by Laurent Le Deunff

×&lt;/b&gt;

Nutshell poems chronicling the exploits of backwoods gamine Tomboy. Each poem is a description of a diorama through which Tomboy passes over the course of a witching hour. The whisper of her moccasin footfall on pine needle is masked by the squeak of ancient parquet, as the reader meanders up and down the labyrinthine hallways of a nonexistent natural history museum.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2012
Edition of 500
104 pages, hardcover, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115
Designed by Pilar Rojo and Stefan Lorenzutti
ISBN 978-952-93-1304-4

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Heaven flays a salmon
over eastern woods.

Tomboy kicks aside
her coniferous quilt

and wipes the sleep
from her eyes with

passing rags of nimbus.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Puppet, sniped by
slingshot’s stone,

splinters oath
between teeth

as Tomboy disinfects
wound with wood glue,

nails together elbow joint
with bone-setting thwacks.</g:description>
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      <g:id>60476432</g:id>
      <g:title>[AID FOR UKRAINE] Great Known by Stefan Lorenzutti</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems and prose poems by Stefan Lorenzutti

×

Aid for Ukraine. We’ll be donating all sales from this book to &lt;a href="https://voices.org.ua/en/who-we-are/"&gt;Voices of Children&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; “a Ukraine-based aid organization that provides psychological support to children who have witnessed war. It uses art therapy and storytelling to support children’s well-being, and provides financial support to families who have suffered as a result of war.” Voices of Children has been active in Ukraine’s east since 2014, when Ukraine was first invaded, and has since expanded its endeavors to the entire country.

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

Poems and prose dispatches from the Beskid Wyspowy range of southern Poland are woven into an ambulatory scrapbook with an emphasis on weather and wandering. &lt;i&gt;Great Known&lt;/i&gt;’s subtitle, &lt;i&gt;An Autobiographical Cairn&lt;/i&gt;, refers to each individual sentence or stanza within the volume being like a stone added to a cairn’s proud stack while hiking above tree level. “I was here and contributed a stone of thought, a pebble’s worth of presence. Which, hey, feels quietly momentous at the moment of pebble placement.”

&lt;b&gt;×&lt;/b&gt;

2015
Edition of 300
160 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo and Stefan Lorenzutti
Cover drawing by Jérémy Schneider
ISBN 978-83-943128-0-0

&lt;b&gt;×

Little Suns&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Great Known&lt;/i&gt; extract)

Home from hike. First day, Iikka and I slogged our way through chill mudsuck and mist for six hours. Crossed whole ridge in claustrophobic fog. Reached junction of trails. Usually you can see a small lodge in the distance from this point, but the lodge had been swallowed up by the fog. We peered and peered. Nothing. Circled for fifteen minutes. Still nothing. Hoping we might, at the least, accidentally &lt;i&gt;walk into&lt;/i&gt; the damn thing. But no. Lodge had vanished.

Eventually heard clang of hammerfall repeating. Dented but effective code led us in the direction of our unseen lodge, which appeared as a ghostly contour twenty or so steps from its front door. Man repairing roof with hammer resembled flesh-seeking and overalled Minotaur, attempting to penetrate sheet metal in order to devour backpackers in bunk beds below.

We entered small dining room, ordered coffee. Dim behind dull curtains, this cramped cafeteria, its frowsty interior pinned beneath Bunyan-felled beams, and benches crowded with strangers hunched tired and tongueless over powdered brew. My glasses misted over, and I had the uncanny impression of sitting down in a room full of people without faces or voices.

&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;

On Friday, we hiked down from Błatnia through dark forest—the powerful push and pull of eerily warm mountain wind swaying lassoed pine trunks overhead—with Iikka a meter or two behind me, his headlamp’s beam of light bouncing like a rope and keeping us tethered as we descended along pitch-black trail.

Crossing one ridge, we saw suppertime Bielsko spread out before us, dusking firepit of a valley and each house a twig catching flame. That was to the right. To the left, the town on the other side of the mountains was still experiencing day, sun setting the sky ablaze, and lights in houses not turned on yet.

Was so strange to see nighttime to our right and daytime to our left. And we were in the middle, hiking by lamplight while staring at the sun.</g:description>
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      <g:title>Tyrannosaurus Rest by Stefan Lorenzutti</g:title>
      <g:description>&lt;b&gt;Poems by Stefan Lorenzutti
Drawings by Anna Pipes
Comic-poem by Joey Perr and Stefan Lorenzutti

×&lt;/b&gt;

Poems about being halfway between here and there, on highways and hiking trails; about the balm of blank billboards and overcast skies when your eyes are sore; about questing for comfort zones.

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2019
Edition of 300
40 pages, paperback, 12×17 cm, b&amp;w offset, sewn &amp; glued
Printed on Arctic Munken Print Cream 115 and Pure Rough 300
Designed by Pilar Rojo and Stefan Lorenzutti
Comic-poem adaptation of the poem “Near New Paltz” runs across cover flaps
ISBN 978-83-954871-0-1

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