Latest Post

This is Not an Artifact:                             on Germán Sierra’s The Artifact

This is Not an Artifact: on Germán Sierra’s The Artifact

“This is not real life.
This is not fiction.
This is not a novel.
This is not an exit.[…]
This is not a dream.
This is not a pipe.
This is not a love song.” (19)

It is always way easier to say what things aren’t than call them what they are – as negative theologians, politicians, and fictioneers know all too well. Germán Sierra’s The Artifact (Inside the Castle, 2018) opens on a series of such negative definitions and its bulk of 120 pages then goes on to offer such a dizzyingly vast array of textual material as to render any easy positive description or definition of what it is screamingly impossible. Continue reading



  • EQUUS PRESS was established in 2011 between Paris, London & Prague with the objective of publishing new writing that is innovative & conscious of being doubly marginalised: outside the literary establishment defined by the Anglo-American publishing industry, & outside the confines of nationalism, pursuing a broadly cosmopolitan “agenda.” // EQUUS believes that such a doubly marginalised position allows for a writing both idiosyncratic & authoritative in its distance from which it can take a stand, make a change, & matter; an ability increasingly rare in titles conforming to the dictates of the book market & tastes of mass readership. // EQUUS considers its mission to offer the possibility of publication to writers & writing that matters, focusing mainly, though not exclusively, on Anglophone writing written outside of its native emplacement.
"Modernity today is not in the hands of the poets, but in the hands of the cops" // Louis Aragon
"It is the business of the future to be dangerous" // A.N. Whitehead

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

"Poetism is the crown of life; Constructivism is its basis" // Karel Teige


“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for?…we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us” // Franz Kafka, letter to Oskar Pollack, 27 January 1904
April 2019
« Mar