Banango Lit

last tuesday morning, Adam Moorad tweeted “verybeautifulwomen.blogspot.com.”  i was at work and thought it was a snarky porn blog or something so i didn’t click on it.

later i realized that verybeautifulwomen.blogspot.com is actually the home of Very Beautiful Women, a new collaborative e-chap from Pangur Ban Party curated by DJ Berndt and written by 36 female writers of words from the alt-lit/internet community.
 
Beach Sloth was very thorough and wrote about all 36 writers. i’m less thorough and just going to write about some highlights, but you should really go read them all.

Becky Lang - untitled fiction piece about the sun being depressed and not giving a shit.  in this story, a guy and a girl named joe and kaylee start dating through eHarmony and also seem to not give a shit. 

“The sun knew it was alienating people, but it seemed like time to just hang out. It felt like maybe it wasn’t spending its energies right, and instead of burning hot all over, it should occasionally send out one huge flare that would reach like a billion miles into space. That would be cool, like something not that many stars have done.”


Cassandra Troyan  -  a poem called “I was going down on you, but the birds were just coming up.”  is that a reference to morning sex?  morning sex is nice.  

“how your promise to fuck me/but refusing to fuck my life/was most endearing in its hope,/as if fucking me,/and the fuckedness of/my life are not somehow intertwined…”


Elaine Sun  - a poem called “mechanisms.”  this is a poem in three parts denoted i, ii, and iii.  part i is my favorite and comes from the poetry school i call “one-liners and random thoughts,” the kind of stuff you write in your iphone notes when you’re in the bathroom and have a random thought. or at least, i do. i don’t know. 

“You Are So Beautiful is something only heard directly before sex/and I Love You is something entirely different from I Am In Love With You”

Jillian Clark - a poem called “the airplane seat at best.”  the speaker is in an airplane thinking about someone who’s back on the ground. she references frank o’hara, which is always awesome.  and i’ve never really thought about him writing from his nose.

“the only thing i like about a street/ you singing in it / the reason i like frank o’hara / he wrote from his nose”

 
Megan Boyle - an excerpt from ‘selected unpublished blog posts of a mexican panda express employee.’   more from the school of one-liners and random thoughts.  i think these all could make awesome book and/or poem titles in themselves.

“i want to pull very long, multi-colored strings out of my brain and place them next to a bowl of doritos at a party”

Nicolle Elizabeth - a work of fiction called “they do and they don’t.”  a girl meets up with her friend’s ex-gf on christmas eve to try and reconcile them. they talk a lot about fathers and say the word “like” a lot.

“We sit on stools at the far end of the countertop, and I order a beer. She gets something fruity. I hate that I have slept with a woman who orders fruity drinks. Get bourbon, be someone else.”

Stacey Teague - a poem called “75.” i think it is a love poem. 

“i am a bulk bin full of gummy bears/and you are the metal scoop thing/you take every part of me/i am gummy and delicious”

Summer Robinson - a poem called “The Uncertainty.”  this poem seems to fold in on itself. or it’s like a funnel shape. it starts really wide and broad and you aren’t really sure what’s going on and by the end it hits you.  i can’t give a choice phrase for this one without giving away the ending.


Read the rest here. I promise it’s not random porn. I guess it’s lit porn if anything.