✯ Chicago ….. Mike Corrao is coming your way in mid November ✯

New from our horror issue: On the reissue of her cult classic THE ORANGE EATS CREEPS, out now via Two Dollar Radio, Grace Krilanovich talks w/ Mike Corrao 💥southwestreview.com/volume-110-num…

It was an absolute pleasure to talk to Grace Krilanovich about her work. Check out our convo below!

“This book has bounced up out of its grave so many times, it just refuses to die. It’s funny, but I’ll goddamn take it.” 📌ICYMI, from our horror issue: Mike Corrao talks w/ Grace Krilanovich about the reissue of THE ORANGE EATS CREEPS (@twodollarradio) southwestreview.com/volume-110-num…

Mike Corrao and Logan Berry on Text as Living Material & Design as Possession. bluearrangements.com/corrao

K, great collab

Interview w/ Mike Corrao live at Blue Arrangements. We discuss his new book, Being Towards Death, from Crop Circle Press, his singular style, the future of Cloak, and more.

Fantastic interview. Feel like it’s shifting something internally when it comes to viewing the structure/format of books in general

Corrao and Berry on the horn. bluearrangements.com/corrao

Up reading Blue Arrangements.

New view interview up with Logan Berry about my new book, his new book, cloak, book design, more at the link below!

꥟ CROP CIRCLE SEEKS MANUSCRIPTS FOR PUBLICATION. Please send your full length manuscript (short or long) along with a description and author bio. We will be carefully reading your work in order of receiving over the next 2-3 months ꥟

Out now!! DOE by Conor Hultman A ruthless account of death in America Learn more at cloak.wtf/print-1/doe

DOE is in stock book culture NYC & if you buy it when I’m working I can sign it for you

TOMORROW NIGHT. Mike Corrao in Chicago to celebrate Being Towards Death. <3

Tomorrow night! I'll be doing a reading and talking with Mallory Smart about BEING TOWARDS DEATH. 7pm Comfort Station!

Reading from BEING TOWARDS DEATH, Mike Corrao.

Interview post-reading with Mike Corrao and Mallory Smart.

“Necromodernism neither celebrates the new nor nostalgically mourns the old, inhabiting instead a space where cultural memory, media saturation, and infrastructural collapse converge into textual practice. It is neither an elegy for modernism nor a prophecy of what comes next,