Renee Angle

Introduced by
Joshua Marie Wilkinson

I first encountered Renee Angle's writing in the second issue of PRACTICE: NEW WRITING + ART. Alongside singular work by Brandon Shimoda and Rusty Morrison, Angle's prose columns and images stood out. That piece opens: "Of many wounds, pick this one." It's a dark, peculiar, terribly inviting text. And as she says, "I cram words in every square inch of paper possible, in dead men's mouths." Occasionally a poet we leaf (or click) across in a journal calls us in, puts her wires into us, and I'm grateful for the chance to introduce Renee Angle's work to you. What follows is another piece of the same project— Salamandra Salamandra—which I first encountered in PRACTICE. I hope her wires get into you also, as when she writes, "The door chime is sounding in your chimera. Stomach fuzz. Insoluble. Inconsolable." Reader, be ready. [JMW]

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A reading list: Under the Banner of Heaven by Jon Krakauer, No Man Knows My History by Fawn Brodie, Tracking the White Salamander by Jerald Tanner, Joseph Smith: Rough Stone Rolling by Richard Lyman Bushman, and of course, The Book of Mormon. See also: Claudia Rankine's Don't Let Me Be Lonely and Dean Young's Elegy for Toy Piano of which some of the lines from the Q&A section of this piece have been lifted.