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Kevin Brazil
Kevin Brazil is a writer and critic who lives in London. His writing has appeared in Granta, The White Review, the London Review of Books, the Times Literary Supplement, Art Review, art-agenda, Studio International, and elsewhere. He is writing a book about queer happiness.

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Interview with Sianne Ngai

Interview

October 2020

Kevin Brazil

Interview

October 2020

Over the past fifteen years, Sianne Ngai has created a taxonomy of the aesthetic features of contemporary capitalism: the emotions it provokes, the judgements...

Essay

Issue No. 28

Fear of a Gay Planet

Kevin Brazil

Essay

Issue No. 28

In Robert Ferro’s 1988 novel Second Son, Mark Valerian suffers from an unnamed illness afflicting gay men, spread by...

If you don’t want to lose your eyes, grab them by the veins sticking out of their behinds and wind those together into a bunch (They’re as pliable as pipe cleaners They stay put)   As for milk teeth, keep those with spare buttons in a Fosters Mints tin Shake them when you feel cranky See how their little lives rattling about in there can calm you so much better than any shop-bought stress-ball   When it comes to hair bands, keep one on each door handle, in case   With needles, stick them into the kitchen notice board   And as for tampons and shotgun cartridges, keep them in the sewing box with the Fosters Mints tin That way you’ll always be sure of finding one when you’re desperate   By eyes, I mean glass ones They’re sold like that, by the dozen, in a bouquet Ours came from a shop in Chester Rows, not far from Lowe’s, where all the family’s engagement rings came from Green eyes with a devil-red spark in the pupils We had ten eyes left after someone in the family made Foxy   All families have secret boxes, right? For things you’re not quite ready to throw out but can’t bear to have around you either And an odd uncle who causes embarrassment in back bars and midnight masses And unwanted, scary heirlooms It’s part of being in a family, isn’t it? Clutter accumulates   We had Mam’s sewing box It was meant to be a tool box, metal blue, cold, and it folded out like an upside-down iron bridge with gaps and nooks and slots for bits and bobs and a huge space at the bottom Magic Mam hadn’t done any sewing since the summer we came back from Normandy and she tried making a section of the Bayeux Tapestry by hand A yard of sea crossing Her fingertips and her patience wore away by the time she got to the decorative shields along the side of the ship, so the box became a resting place for odds and ends   There was a scrap of paper with hooks in it: I never knew for sure if they

Contributor

March 2018

Kevin Brazil

Contributor

March 2018

Kevin Brazil is a writer and critic who lives in London. His writing has appeared in Granta, The White Review, the London...

Interview with Terre Thaemlitz

Interview

March 2018

Kevin Brazil

Interview

March 2018

In the first room of Terre Thaemlitz’s 2017 exhibition ‘INTERSTICES’, at Auto Italia in London, columns of white text ran across one wall. Thaemlitz...

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feature

Issue No. 14

Editorial

The Editors

feature

Issue No. 14

Having several issues ago announced that we would no longer be writing our own editorials, the editors’ (ultimately inevitable)...

fiction

May 2012

Reflux

José Saramago

TR. Giovanni Pontiero

fiction

May 2012

First of all, since everything must have a beginning, even if that beginning is the final point from which...

feature

November 2013

I Can’t Stop Thinking Through What Other People Are Thinking

David Shields

feature

November 2013

Originally, feathers evolved to retain heat; later, they were repurposed for a means of flight. No one ever accuses...

 

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