In her introduction to Carceral Capitalism, Jackie Wang asks the harrowing, rhetorical question, “will we be able to imagine futures for ourselves as the credit system colonizes all areas of our lives and constrains our futures?” In this context, the credit system is a factor in the future of incarceration: extending beyond physical holding cells and becoming more pervasive and subliminal–a violent policing not only of the body but of the psyche. As power constantly births new ways to keep certain populations categorized, interpolated, subjugated, surveilled, and demobilized, it of course follows that imagination itself is colonized.
The Felt is a journal of anticapitalist poetics in the age of mounting mass incarceration. This issue was curated with aims to nourish these remaining revolutionary practices, forever at peak threat of extinction: the ability to daydream, move around with no destination, fuck with language, fuck with gender, invent new code, acquire non-marketable skills, gesture aimlessly, lay in bed all day, fall in radically divergent forms of love, support precarious people, be supported and held, see something different than the normative values of this world, a world pummeling toward extinction, and to conceive futurity in spite of that.
This issue is of this terrifying and exhausting world and fiercely resistant to it. Of and against. Full of contradiction, conjured out of nothingness. Here is a constellation of relations that exist between an utterance and the person who hears it. That dramatically charged space of memory and identity. As ray ferreira writes, that “being as shit is complicated and full of histories that cannot be untangled being.”
The Felt publishes poetics as response to political moment. In this life, resistances to the brutalities of racialized and gendered capitalism occur in spaces where political and creative work exist in symbiosis. That relationship is critical and we honor it among a community of artists holding space for trauma in their work while imagining collective futurity and survival.
All the fiercest love to you, reader. Till tomorrow and beyond.