Gian Lombardo

Machines We Have Built Gian Lombardo

Ever have a line from a song stick in your head? What happens when you let it take off on its own? The product of many two-hour late-night commutes, Machines We Have Built yields the poetic detritus left after a full day, when the need to stay awake and the longing to get home are paramount. Each prose poem in Machines We Have Built is a riff into what occurs when language is allowed to devour itself and where metaphor splices into metaphor, forming a domain where literal language becomes entirely figurative, where fashioning these language constructs simultaneously frees and imprisons us, making us both forget - and be all too aware - that the mind is a device that builds and destroys what we call real.