Sociocide at the 24/7

<p>Ferocious and unsparing Paul Cunningham's incomparable poetry is a carnivalesque nightmare voyage through the dark wasteland that is twenty-first century America. <strong>-Jonathan Crary</strong></p><p></p><p><em>In your fantasy am I duck or dog?</em> The world is ending but not as fast as one might hope so let's kill time at the 7/11 forever. Let's kill all the time. You bring your bloodlust and your Warhol wig I'll bring my copy of Paul Cunningham's <em>Sociocide at the 24/7</em> plus the ant-farm I've wired to my fear receptors. Here hold this riveting glittery reliquary of our glitchy lateness slick w/ambivalence. Btw I drank your smoothie of Gila monster venom microplastics & adaptogens so cold and so sweet. <strong>-Joyelle McSweeney</strong></p><p></p><p>If our post-internet era is in a semiotic labyrinth <em>Sociocide at the 24/7</em> is like bringing a disco ball into a mirror maze. Fast fun and having its way entirely with the language of our culture: this is my kind of poetics. I really loved this book. <strong>-Ben Fama</strong></p>