Unlimited - Zachary Evans
Unlimited - Zachary Evans
SOMEONE SAYS WHAT GIVES & WE’RE LIKE OH MAN WHAT DOESN’T
Releases and Ships: September 2022
24 Pages
9” x 9”
Ltd. Edition of 100
PREORDER WINDOW: July 1st - August 15th. After this period, physical copies of this title will no longer be available for purchase.
The poems in Zachary Evans’ debut chapbook are thrumming within and pushing out against the margins, poems about adolescent werewolves and grief and wrestlers and Mardi Gras. UNLIMITED is an exercise in hyperbole, dissonance, and possibility with poems that promise that “what I mean is what I say or at the very least that I’m trying to mean it harder.” UNLIMITED is a hard-hitting and relentless explosion of effusive & ecstatic chaos, as sentimental as it is severe. Originally formatted for digital publication, we’re proud to over this book in a new edition & provide it with limited edition print run.
"I’m so thankful for voices like Zachary Evans that rise to satirize postures and poetic dogma whose received virtue can no longer hold the world we live with today. With slick delivery and pugilistic skill, these poems blast their own vitality and use “the lilt of music/ to keep the past/ where it belongs”. It makes the experience of cynicism pleasurable, honest, sometimes tremendous. If earnestness and levity are not mutually exclusive, but co-conspirators with our most vulnerable selves, UNLIMITED creates the standards of its own sincerity by contending with the assemblage of experience held to be true."
- Brian Foley, author of There Must Be A Reason People Come Here
“I want to care / about caring about stuff…” With Unlimited, Zachary Evans cuts a canyon of longing through the plain of poetry. Leading us through parties, alleyways, carnivals, television static, meadows, death, and down to the ocean itself, Evans shows us the tenderness of the outsider, inviting us to press our noses up to the window of reality to watch the gaps in memory, in teeth, in the world, fill up with the desire to be included, to feel something fucking real, to unfetter ourselves in a feeling, to become unlimited.
-Gion Davis, author of Too Much