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INGRESS
KATE MORGAN

$36.00

Pilot Press
80 pages, soft cover
9781739364915

I first read this on a very sodden weekend, the kind where the air feels damp all around, the rain incessant. By coincidence, the copies of Ingress arrived a little damp too; the copy I kept for myself has a vague wave to it, as paper tends to when swollen with wet. All the other copies were, thankfully, unaffected. The attention of Kate Morgan in Ingress to leaks and waterways seemed cosmically connected to this material experience of the book.

Ingress is an unwieldy body of writing that attends to intimacies between selves and others, objects and sites, considering how a difference of position, pronoun and voice might render these in unique ways. In doing so, Morgan's work speaks to a particular state of being in the world, of materiality, of loss, of gendered experience, of cultivation and of the act of writing itself. An experiment in form as argument, Ingress was written over the course of two years from a tenement flat with a garden in Glasgow.