Myles’s photographs don’t feel precious at all, though there is something relentlessly intimate in their flat-footed irreverence. Eileen Myles, “The cow was not drugged” (2017) (image copyright Eileen ...
When I think of the word “evolution” the first thing that comes to mind is Darwin. But Eileen Myles’s latest book of poetry, titled Evolution, has a different connotation. On the cover is an unmade ...