Insomnia works off a simple set of rules. I pick up a random book, open to a random page and select a snippet; repeat until finished. It’s interesting to me how the voices arise out of such a process, also how a sort of pseudo-Confessional narrative arises from such a seemingly sterile and mechanistic process (which is kind of the opposite of the alienating mechanism of commodity production… so it’s almost like an inversion of capital production. And another word for this, I suppose, is expropriation. So the text itself is a form of expropriation, both metaphorically and, well, physically.)

Clicking on each poem below will pull up a PDF of the full text of the poem

Marchiano was born and raised in Brooklyn; spent a few years putzing around the U.S. working odd-jobs before deciding to be a typical broke millennial and move back to NYC to get an MFA; is now an MFA candidate, but will soon return to putzing around the U.S. working odd-jobs.

 Political lit mag website: https://ohmjournal.com