You Make Me Easter2
Sarah J. Sloat reminds us that even in our digital culture writing is about texture. Combining words, images, and erasure, her work exposures the landscape residing within every page. Sloat is a poetic detective that looks behind the whiteness. At her hand, the line of text moving across then down a screen becomes inhabited space where we are invited to linger. For Sloat, reclaiming the native, pre-Cambrian territory of literary art is its truest celebration. It is our pleasure to present the above pieces. In addition to Heavy Feather Review, she has appeared in The Offing, Sixth Finch, and Diagram.
—ed. William Lessard
Sarah J. Sloat splits her time between Frankfurt and Barcelona, where she works in news. Her poems, prose, and collage have appeared in The Offing, Diagram, and Sixth Finch, among other journals. You can keep up with her at sarahjsloat.com.
1. “Eat Not:” Franklin, Benjamin, The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin. Penguin Books, 1986.
2. “You Make Me Easter:” Welty, Eudora. “Moon Lake.” Thirteen Stories. Harcourt Brace & Co., 1965.
3. “My Frenzy:” Ford, Richard. Independence Day. Vintage Contemporaries, 1996.