MARIA DUARTE, JAMES WALSH and ANDY HEDGECOCK review The Invite, My Father’s Island, Nirvanna: the Band, the Show, the Movie, and Oh My Goodness!
POSTCOLONIAL LOVE POEM (Graywolf Press, £14) is Natalie Diaz’s second poetry collection after her prizewinning debut When My Brother Was an Aztec.
Her new book is a remarkable exploration of Mojave culture, with oppression, bodies of water, queer desire, ancestry and family history all featuring in a journey of thought-provoking discoveries.
In American Arithmetic, Diaz writes: “Native Americans make up less than/1 percent of the population of America./0.8 percent of 100 percent./ O, mine efficient country./I do not remember the days before America—/I do not remember the days when we were all here./Police kill Native Americans more/than any other race. Race is a funny word./Race implies someone will win,/implies, I have as good a chance of winning as — /Who wins the race that isn't a race?”.
From post-human revolution in Puerto Rico to trans poetics and queer mythmaking, these three books that imagine new ways of being together
CHRIS MOSS joins the hunt in Argentina for the works of Poland’s most enigmatic exile
ALAN MORRISON recommends a consummate, heart-warming collection about a working-class upbringing in the industrial north-east
A ghost story by Mexican Ave Barrera, a Surrealist poetry collection by Peruvian Cesar Moro, and a manifesto-poem on women’s labour and capitalist havoc by Peruvian Valeria Roman Marroquin


