{"id":130281,"date":"2018-10-23T13:57:34","date_gmt":"2018-10-23T17:57:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=130281"},"modified":"2018-10-23T17:05:51","modified_gmt":"2018-10-23T21:05:51","slug":"toward-creating-a-trans-literary-canon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2018\/10\/23\/toward-creating-a-trans-literary-canon\/","title":{"rendered":"Toward Creating a Trans Literary Canon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"padding-left: 30px; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/transliteratureallbooks.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-130304 alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/transliteratureallbooks.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"666\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/transliteratureallbooks.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/transliteratureallbooks-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/transliteratureallbooks-768x511.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This fall, I\u2019m teaching a course titled \u201cMasculinity in Literature.\u201d The small seminar is attended by men, all in their twenties, earning their college degrees while incarcerated. Before we began our discussion of Leslie Feinberg\u2019s <em>Stone Butch Blues<\/em>\u2014perhaps the only \u201ccanonical\u201d trans book, if such a thing as a trans canon can be said to exist\u2014we generated a partial list of gender terminology: transgender, transsexual, agender, two-spirit, trans woman, bigender, trans man, FTM, MTF, boi, femme, soft butch, cisgender. The students already knew, at least in rough contours, how these terms were used. They weren\u2019t contentious. What was contentious:\u00a0<em>man<\/em> and <em>woman<\/em>, and the course\u2019s undergirding premise that reading texts about masculinity that have nothing to do with cisgender, heterosexual, white men can teach us a good deal about masculinities. As the discussion progressed, our collective sense of what determines \u201cmasculinity\u201d and \u201cmaleness\u201d decalcified. One student grew impatient. \u201cWords have to mean something,\u201d he said. \u201cBeing a man means something.\u201d He wasn\u2019t frustrated with the abstract possibilities of fluidity, with the notion that some people are trans, or with the idea that identification is not a given. Rather, his concern was that, if gender identity is mutable for others, then what does that mean for him, an adult man who has never questioned his gender? That is, if we refuse the idea of biological essentialism\u2014if \u201cmen\u201d and \u201cwomen\u201d are more than the sum of genitals, secondary sex characteristics, and chromosomes\u2014what does that do to the definition of his own maleness?<\/p>\n<p>On October 21, the <em>New York Times<\/em> published a piece titled, \u201c\u2018<a href=\"https:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2018\/10\/21\/us\/politics\/transgender-trump-administration-sex-definition.html\">Transgender\u2019 Could Be Defined Out of Existence Under Trump Administration.<\/a>\u201d The thrust of the article: the Trump administration may move toward defining gender as biological, immutable, and essentially determined by genitalia at birth, and transgender people could face a terrifying curtailing of civil protections and recognition as a result. As many people have said, such a move misunderstands the distinctions between gender and sex, and is viciously mean-spirited, a pathetic attempt to shore up support from a base whose hatred of \u201cidentity politics\u201d manifests, paradoxically, as the inability to disconnect from them. In some ways, the redefinition under consideration by the Trump administration is what my student was arguing for: a coherent, unswerving, unshakable definition of gender that leaves no room for debate or deviance. You\u2019re either a girl or you\u2019re a boy, and how you feel about that is immaterial. Those words, and those roles, are left unexamined.<\/p>\n<p>But that\u2019s not how my conversation with this student ended. He didn\u2019t define me out of his reality, or choose to see the inconvenience of my trans body, my self, as a challenge to him and to the way he has, for the last two decades, understood the world. He tried, instead, to work toward a definition of gender by which our different truths wouldn\u2019t invalidate one another.<\/p>\n<p>Lately I\u2019ve been thinking about a corpus of texts that centers on trans writing. I\u2019m apprehensive about the limitations inherent in canonization, mainly canon\u2019s inadequate literary representation of difference as tokenism, and the prohibitive inaccessibility for those who can\u2019t afford education at the highest levels. So it\u2019s not a canon exactly, but a corpus. It\u2019s something more like a body: mutable, evolving, flexible, open, exposed, exposing. It\u2019s the opposite of erasure; it\u2019s an inscription.<\/p>\n<p>Here are eleven books that have meant a great deal to me as I\u2019ve tried to learn about both my own transness and experiences less familiar to me. I hope they might be recognized, read, and shared\u2014which is to say, never erased.\u00a0<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/cameron-awkard-rich.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130285\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/cameron-awkard-rich.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/cameron-awkard-rich.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/cameron-awkard-rich-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/cameron-awkard-rich-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Sympathetic Little Monster<\/em>, by Cameron Awkward-Rich<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Awkward-Rich\u2019s poems are about haunting, being haunted, and what Jacques Derrida\u00a0would call <em>hauntology<\/em>. His poems are about moving through space, or our tragic immobility in space, and the waiting that happens before movement begins, and again after it ends. His poems are haunted by the selves we were and might yet be, the selves that live in us, nested, intransigent, even through our alterations. His poems are also about grief, loss, and naming. What is perhaps most astonishing about Awkward-Rich\u2019s work is how, in spite of writing so much about absence, he renders absence in its negative: as wholeness, fullness, fruition. His poems compress so much\u2014loss, transition, racialization. They do not simplify these subjects, but rather point to the rich complexity elsewhere, that complexity we might not see (or might not want to see).<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><em>Get it<\/em>? Gender is a country, a field of<br \/>\nsignifying roses you can walk through, or<br \/>\nwear tucked behind your ear.<\/p>\n<p>Eventually the flower wilts &amp; you can<br \/>\npick another, or burn the field, or turn<br \/>\n&amp; run back across the tracks.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/anybody-ari-banias.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130286\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/anybody-ari-banias.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/anybody-ari-banias.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/anybody-ari-banias-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/anybody-ari-banias-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Anybody<\/em>, by Ari Banias<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Sexy, kaleidoscopic, askew (certainly not straight), Banias\u2019s poems invoke multiplicities, the porousness of boundaries, and the impossibilities of hermetic boundedness. His poems are poems of encounters: real, imagined, fantasized, and feared. He assigns multiple meanings to single words, everything doubled. One poem, \u201cA Version,\u201d might just as well be \u201cAversion.\u201d Each poem shivers with a lush, kinesthetic anticipation, the wild potential of the instant after you\u2019ve taken a great gulp of air\u2014the instant enjoyed, felt, endured, just before the jump.<\/p>\n<p>About a third of the way through this collection, the poem \u201cBeing With You Makes Me Think About\u201d begins like this:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>We is something like a cloud. How big, how thick,<br \/>\nits shape\u2014ambiguous. We is moving across<br \/>\na magnificent sky. We see the sky all around us but<br \/>\nalso, we can look down at our own hands.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>But it ends like this:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>There\u2019s something to be said for individuality,<br \/>\nmultiplied. The earth is breathing out through countless eyes<br \/>\nasking every possible ray of light to meet every possible rainstorm.<br \/>\nThey do attract. And aloneness only keeps getting bigger.<br \/>\nOne day we will tell all about it. At our own table.<br \/>\nThere are things we cannot see. Most things. Most of all.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/exile-and-pride-\u2013-eli-clare.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130287\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/exile-and-pride-\u2013-eli-clare.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/exile-and-pride-\u2013-eli-clare.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/exile-and-pride-\u2013-eli-clare-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/exile-and-pride-\u2013-eli-clare-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Exile and Pride<\/em>, by Eli Clare<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Clare\u2019s essays on the body, disability, queerness, transness, rurality, abuse, and home draw most attentively from feminists of color writing in the eighties and nineties\u2014activists and writers like Cherr\u00ede Moraga, Audre Lorde, Essex Hemphill, Angela Davis, Nellie Wong, and Barbara Smith. Like theirs, Clare\u2019s writing vigilantly considers the multiplying entanglements of white supremacy, capitalism, imperialism, and ableism. His questions move beyond normative judgement, instead developing subterranean connections: \u201cBecause disability is one of the major consequences of war, we need an anti-war politics that doesn\u2019t transform disability into a symbol of either patriotism or tragedy, a politics that thinks hard about disability. Who gets killed, and who becomes disabled? Who profits from that killing and disabling? Whose bodies are used as weapons, and whose are treated as expendable? What happens to the countless people shattered, broken, burned, terrorized?\u201d Clare\u2019s intersectional analysis\u2014his insistence on situating the many complex beauties, harms, and difficult actualities in a knotted assemblage\u2014provides a generous framework for thinking about home not just as it is, but as it might be. The home is, for Clare, the space of hurt and rejection, the place that nurtured us\u00a0(or ought to have nurtured us) into being, and the body. But home is also something we might reform, recreate, and refigure: \u201cThe body as home, but only if it is understood that the stolen body can be reclaimed.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/freshwater-\u2013-akwaeke-emezi-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130289\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/freshwater-\u2013-akwaeke-emezi-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/freshwater-\u2013-akwaeke-emezi-1.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/freshwater-\u2013-akwaeke-emezi-1-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/freshwater-\u2013-akwaeke-emezi-1-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Freshwater<\/em>, by<\/strong><strong>\u00a0Akwaeke Emezi<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Some months ago, the poet Gizelle Fletcher recommended Emezi\u2019s debut novel,\u00a0<em>Freshwater<\/em>,\u00a0to me. The novel\u2014breathtaking, beautiful, virtually impossible to summarize\u2014is about being an <em>ogbanje<\/em>, about growing up with \u201cone foot on the other side.\u201d I\u2019m not sure that it\u2019s correct to call this a narrative about transness\u2014or, at least, not about transness in the Anglo-American sense of the word. It\u2019s about an awareness of self-as-changeling (which might be, I suppose, one way of transgender thinking). The novel explores the serpentine, involute, unbearable presences of alterity within the body. This alterity isn\u2019t a pathologized wrongness, but a multitude of selves, squeezed and pressed into an always-incoherent <em>me<\/em>. And then there is, also, the compound incoherences of family and generations, the staggering puncture of trauma.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/stone-butch-blues-\u2013-leslie-feinberg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130290\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/stone-butch-blues-\u2013-leslie-feinberg.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/stone-butch-blues-\u2013-leslie-feinberg.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/stone-butch-blues-\u2013-leslie-feinberg-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/stone-butch-blues-\u2013-leslie-feinberg-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Stone Butch Blues<\/em>, by Leslie Feinberg<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Feinberg once wrote of hir novel: \u201c[With] this novel I planted a flag: Here I am\u2014does anyone else want to discuss these important issues? I wrote it, not as an expression of individual \u2018high\u2019 art, but as a working-class organizer mimeographs a leaflet\u2014a call to action.\u201d Feinberg\u2019s novel tracks Jess Goldberg, a young butch coming into her own in Buffalo in the fifties. Despite finding solidarity with other working-class butches, Jess and the members of her queer community face the unremitting presence of police brutality, chronic unemployment, and poverty. Taking hormones and passing as male is one way that Jess attempts to navigate unbearable conditions, though doing so is not without a loss (specifically, the loss of her female identity and community). As ever, Feinberg\u2019s work is a reminder that the arc of history doesn\u2019t always bend toward justice. Invoking Frederick Douglass, Feinberg underscores the truth of collective action: without struggle, there is no progress.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/trapdoor.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130291\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/trapdoor.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/trapdoor.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/trapdoor-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/trapdoor-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Trap Door<\/em>, edited by Reina Gossett, Eric A. Stanley, Johanna Burton<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe are living in a time of trans visibility. Yet we are also living in a time of anti-trans violence.\u201d This book\u2014a collection of conversations, dossiers, artwork, and essays\u2014wrestles with that irony. Taken together, the pieces simultaneously attend to the traps of visual culture, the narratives that become fossilized, reified, retold, and representative, as well as to trap doors, utopian crawl spaces of escape, flumes to elsewhere, resistance, new visual syntaxes. Ultimately, the texts collected here chart new ways to tell our stories, to represent ourselves, our art, our archives, and our futures.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/mucus-in-my-pineal-gland-\u2013-juliana-huxtable.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130292\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/mucus-in-my-pineal-gland-\u2013-juliana-huxtable.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/mucus-in-my-pineal-gland-\u2013-juliana-huxtable.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/mucus-in-my-pineal-gland-\u2013-juliana-huxtable-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/mucus-in-my-pineal-gland-\u2013-juliana-huxtable-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Mucus in My Pineal Gland<\/em>, by Juliana Huxtable<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>This strange and wonderful book asks what it might look like to get outside gender and outside genre. It remains unclear to me whether this book is poetry, or something entirely different, as-of-yet nameless. Huxtable\u2019s not interested in displacing or disregarding genre or gender\u2014they\u2019re essential to the book\u2014but the poems, dialogues, and \u201cvoices\u201d in this book experiment with time, agency, and fantasy. More than anything, this book is about feeling, or, more accurately, the difference between feeling and felt. It prods at feeling shame and feeling pleasure, feeling alone and feeling elsewhere, feeling too much and still wanting more.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/paul-takes-the-form-of-a-mortal-girl-\u2013-andrea-lawlor.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130293\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/paul-takes-the-form-of-a-mortal-girl-\u2013-andrea-lawlor.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/paul-takes-the-form-of-a-mortal-girl-\u2013-andrea-lawlor.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/paul-takes-the-form-of-a-mortal-girl-\u2013-andrea-lawlor-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/paul-takes-the-form-of-a-mortal-girl-\u2013-andrea-lawlor-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl<\/em>, by Andrea Lawlor<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>If anyone has ever endeavored to reclaim the canonical\u2014specifically Ovid and Gertrude Stein\u2014not to queer it, but to genderqueer it, it is Lawlor. This book catches the feel of that wonderful beginning of Ovid\u2019s telling of Daedalus and Icarus:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Hating the isle of Crete and the long years<br \/>\nOf exile, Daedalus was pining for<br \/>\nHis native land, but seas on every side<br \/>\nImprisoned him. \u2018Though land and sea,\u2019 he thought,<br \/>\n\u2018The king may bar to me, at least the sky<br \/>\nIs open; through the sky I\u2019ll set my course.<br \/>\nMinos may own all else; he does not own<br \/>\nThe air.\u2019 So then to unimagined arts<br \/>\nHe set his mind and altered nature\u2019s laws.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Yet for Paul, antihero (and sometimes heroine) of Lawlor\u2019s novel, shape-shifting doesn\u2019t involve waxed wings. His native land is the lotus-eating Bay Area circa 1993, and his pining is not for home but for sex, as much as he can get. If \u201csexuality is a spectrum\u201d has become, by now, old hat, Lawlor ratchets up the stakes and makes literal both gendered and sexed malleability. Paul, sometimes Polly, shifts fluidly from girl to boy and back. He can be various, both. He sets his own mind and alters nature\u2019s laws. They don\u2019t own the air.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/confessions-of-the-fox-\u2013-jordy-rosenberg.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130294\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/confessions-of-the-fox-\u2013-jordy-rosenberg.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/confessions-of-the-fox-\u2013-jordy-rosenberg.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/confessions-of-the-fox-\u2013-jordy-rosenberg-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/confessions-of-the-fox-\u2013-jordy-rosenberg-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>Confessions of the Fox, <\/em>by Jordy Rosenberg<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Rosenberg\u2019s novel, one of the first books by a trans author to be published by a major publishing house, reimagines Jack Sheppard\u2014notorious English jailbreaker of the early eighteenth century\u2014as a trans man. The novel is narrated by a trans academic who\u2019s discovered unverified memoirs, perhaps written by Sheppard himself, and who must simultaneously protect the memoirs from the corporate university\u2019s imminent glutting maw and determine their veracity. Rosenberg draws equally on contemporary critical theory, historical archives, and a remarkably impossible narrative to ask: What is an impossible subject? What is an impossible body? What conditions of community, communion, solidarity, and struggle allow the impossible to come into focus\u2014if only for a moment, if only to escape to somewhere else?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/the-life-and-death-of-latisha-king-\u2013-gayle-salamon.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130296\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/the-life-and-death-of-latisha-king-\u2013-gayle-salamon.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/the-life-and-death-of-latisha-king-\u2013-gayle-salamon.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/the-life-and-death-of-latisha-king-\u2013-gayle-salamon-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/the-life-and-death-of-latisha-king-\u2013-gayle-salamon-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>The Life and Death of Latisha King, <\/em>by Gayle Salamon<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>With transness facing the threat of possible governmental erasure, I can think of no book more important than Gayle Salamon\u2019s <em>The Life and Death of Laticia King<\/em>. Salamon, a professor at Princeton (and, full disclosure, one of my dissertation advisors), takes as her subject the shooting of fifteen-year-old Latisha King by her classmate, fourteen-year-old Brandon McInerney, in their high school classroom in 2008. Attending to the various acts of erasure that conditioned King\u2019s death\u2014and the national reporting about it afterward\u2014Salamon brilliantly renders how gendered violence, trans erasure, and what the phenomenologist Edmund Husserl calls \u201cretroactive crossing out\u201d can produce a transphobic imagination. The book is grounded in both phenomenology and contemporary U.S. policy, and Salamon\u2019s use of critical phenomenology deepens and enhances what transphobia looks like: \u201cThis legal struggle is not about bathrooms any more than desegregation was about water foundations, lunch counters, or municipal buses. The point is to purge transpeople from public spaces. To make them disappear.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/even-this-page-is-white-\u2013-vivek-shraya.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-130297\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/even-this-page-is-white-\u2013-vivek-shraya.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"800\" height=\"499\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/even-this-page-is-white-\u2013-vivek-shraya.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/even-this-page-is-white-\u2013-vivek-shraya-300x187.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/even-this-page-is-white-\u2013-vivek-shraya-768x479.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>even this page is white<\/em>, by Vivek Shraya<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The poem \u201ceraser\u201d takes the form of a school lesson, a punishment repeated across the space of a chalkboard, six phrases repeated in neat rows of five: \u201cI will not make this about race.\u201d \u201cI will not bring my race to school.\u201d \u201cI will not make believe.\u201d \u201cI will not share my race online.\u201d \u201cI will not bring my race to work.\u201d \u201cRace is a choice not a construct.\u201d The book is characterized by so much empty white space\u2014the poems tend to be slim, justified away from the book\u2019s spine, barely filling half the page. And yet, in the poem about erasure, there is so little room to breathe. And that\u2019s the point\u2014Shraya\u2019s poems, in their direct, critical stare, turn back the telescope on the white gaze. But within the expansive whiteness of the pages, Shraya offers stunning images of ambivalence, aching, and pleasure.<\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>RL Goldberg is a Ph.D. candidate in English and humanistic studies at Princeton.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In a moment of attempted erasure by the government, eleven books that attempt the opposite: creating a body of work, a corpus, an inscription. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1571,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[419],"tags":[39305,36534,39300,39301,39297,35015,39308,39303,39309,39313,39302,39304,39312,39310,35014,29063,36535,39306,39296,39311,39299,39298,39307,39314],"class_list":["post-130281","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-arts-culture","tag-akwaeke-emezi","tag-andrea-lawlor","tag-anybody","tag-ari-banias","tag-cameron-awkward-rich","tag-confessions-of-the-fox","tag-eds-reina-gossett","tag-eli-clare","tag-eric-a-stanley","tag-even-this-page-is-white","tag-exile-and-pride","tag-freshwater","tag-gayle-salamon","tag-johanna-burton","tag-jordy-rosenberg","tag-leslie-feinberg","tag-paul-takes-the-form-of-a-mortal-girl","tag-stone-butch-blues","tag-sympathetic-little-monster","tag-the-life-and-death-of-latisha-king","tag-trans","tag-trans-literature","tag-trap-door","tag-vivek-shraya"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO Premium plugin v25.4 (Yoast SEO v25.4) - 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