LISTEN TO THE GOLDEN BOOMERANG RETURN
Listen to the Golden Boomerang Return
CAC onrad has worked with the ancient technologies of poetry and ritual since 1975. They are the author of nine books, including You Don’t Have What It Takes to Be My Nemesis (Penguin Books, 2023); Amanda Paradise: Resurrect Extinct Vibration (Wave Books, 2021), which won the 2022 PEN Josephine Miles Award; and The Book of Frank (Wave Books, 2010; reissued by Penguin Books, 2023). They have received a 2022 Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, a Creative Capital grant, a Pew Fellowship and a Lambda Award. They exhibit poems as art objects, with recent solo shows in Spain and Portugal, and their play The Obituary Show was made into a film in 2022 by Augusto Cascales.
After ten years on the road, Conrad currently lives in Greenfield, Massachusetts. They taught at UMass Amherst from autumn 2022 to spring 2023, and regularly teach at Columbia University in New York City and the Sandberg Art Institute in Amsterdam.
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transmission was received inside the ritual
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learn how to live so wilderness never becomes mythology we put them in parks to be wild on purpose a museum of fur fangs and hooves
part of this forest tastes like the man I love with an actual number of nails holding the bedroom together other days when we died where we fell we became the forest my car never intended to be a meat grinder another face going under the waves
we felt awful after hitting the deer we made love and slept with one of his antlers between us