• <strong>Black Lavender Milk</strong><br /> Angel Dominguez
  • <strong>Black Lavender Milk</strong><br /> Angel Dominguez
  • <strong>Black Lavender Milk</strong><br /> Angel Dominguez
  • <strong>Black Lavender Milk</strong><br /> Angel Dominguez
  • <strong>Black Lavender Milk</strong><br /> Angel Dominguez
  • <strong>Black Lavender Milk</strong><br /> Angel Dominguez

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  • Black Lavender Milk
    Angel Dominguez

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    Perfect Bound
    136 pages, 6.25" x 8.5"

    Publication Date: 05 December 2015
    ISBN: 978-1-937421-03-8
    Distribution: SPD

     


    Black Lavender Milk
     is an experimental lyric that dreamt of becoming a novel only to wake up as notebook. Employing and smudging elements of poetry, prose and memoir, Black Lavender Milk offers the space of a “novel” as a site of mourning, inquiry and recuperation. Through a complex, hypnotic blur of language, the lyric-as-novel functions as an extended meditation on Writing in relation to the Body; Time, Loss, Ancestry and Dreaming. 

     

    Praise for Black Lavender Milk

    Paranormal poetics never sounded more redundant, more welcome and welcoming. Angel Dominguez writes, “I occupy a continent within my body. / I am going there today to bury my grandfather.” He has a continent in his body of the most extraordinary poetry turning the dream over to the soil and water of the dreamer. From orchard to ocean his omnipresent tenderness maps our way to the poet as shaman. I shudder with disbelief at his words and want them to knock on all our closed doors. There’s a home in this book like strategy where we meet to stop the hemorrhaging loss. Please read it NOW!

    CA Conrad

     

    Angel Dominguez’s Black Lavender Milk is a poignant debut that brilliantly tethers between alchemist’s notebook and somnambulist’s reflection, where “water thickens with memory, and begin[s] to pour…” In what Dominguez subtitles “a failed novel,” are powerful reclamations of family histories, and self evolutions fused through carefully attuned modes of seeing, dreaming and feeling: “I ran downtown and up a mountain, found him sleeping in my bloodstream still smiling as the sun beamed beyond the reach of the pack of clouds bringing down a soft rain…” Perhaps this fluid notion of failure is bound up in the author’s rendering of memory as what must be held onto, even if it cannot be fully grasped. If this novel is “failed,” then it is necessarily so, delicately captured as “—the trace trapped in a molecule,” Dominguez’s “liquid-watch,” a site of richly widening realization and recognition, where “colloidal materials…form a constellation.”

    Ronaldo Wilson

     

    To read Angel Dominguez's debut novel Black Lavender Milk is to slowdive into a deep cenote of the psyche, where murmuring dreams and vivid memories slide up against the silky, aqueous skin of ancestral unknowns. Each section rises in soft permutations, emerging as a book in perpetual arrival—with suspension, like a series of perfectly timeless clouds. I’m stunned at his intuitive intellect, touched by the quiet reverence expressed in his endless search for Xix—a body, a history, what remains yet always eludes. 

    Sueyeun Juliette Lee

     

     

     

    Angel Dominguez is a Latinx Los Angeles born writer and performance artist forming Dzonots with notebooks along the California coast.  His work can be found in The Berkeley Poetry Review, The Bombay Gin, and online at Open House Poetry and spiralorb.com, with work forthcoming in FENCE. He was the co-founding editor of Tract/Trace: an investigative journal, and presently curates the ongoing series: Bodies/Pages. Along with Hannah Kezema, he co-founded the performance art collaborative: Dream Tigers. Black Lavender Milk is his first book.