solo for world system, alex cruse

April, 2028

alex cruse’s solo for world system explores what is anterior to political critque, when ideology leaks tone faster than its own conclusions. Its economic atmospheres pressurize the line, inflect the caesura, determine which nouns are permitted to touch. These poems name a pastoral apophenia without domesticating it: cruse’s feminized subject is not emancipated, but it is exact. It traces phases of material expansion; knows the catalogs, the lotteries. Apprehending “life in the moment” as a feat of digital simulation, this subject testifies by accumulation as an ongoing aesthetic condition. The way sediment testifies, the way a price does.

What unites the voices thrown by capital’s acousmatic yawn? Can glossolalia be repeated as fact, or prayer? instant's replay? This is a language of revolutionary longing, a private lyric diffracted into chorus: the living cry in public, but so do the dead.