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"Alisha Prince's works, particularly her masterpiece Gristle to the Mill, continue to resonate with audiences. Her unflinching exploration of the human condition, set against a backdrop of historical turmoil, becomes more poignant by the day.  Prince's prose is a captivating blend of lyricism and realism, drawing readers into a world of pain, love and hope." - Caoimhe O'Ceallaigh, The Thames Literary Festival

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Hello. If you are a website subscriber, please consider subscribing to my substack where I'm writing fairly regularly while I can afford it. My transcription work is being replaced by AI and I am trying to make something, in this freakish new world, resembling human. See you over there - Ali

Featured in the San Antonio Review this autumn

White Light
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Alisha J. Prince

White Light

There is a WHITE LIGHT at the end of misery There is beautiful simplicity BEWARE you get there in your own adventure because the council own ELECTRICITY There is a STARFISH with soap and a scrubbing brush, a SILVER STARFISH to scrub you clean He’s got a biro and terms and conditions and I don’t know what on EARTH they mean. And GOD and DOG and FROG and MAGAZINES and RICE and MICE and FLIES And flowers and wine and legs and lay me down, in the bleak SOCRATIC SKIES There is a calmness at the end of everything There is a smooth MERCIFUL RELEASE Because the angels work for special hospitals and their SYRINGES are filled with peace There is SWEET MUSIC at the golden festival, BUTTERFLY BIRDS know just who they are. They have been harvested into someone’s BANK ACCOUNT and he’s got a very fat cigar Tell me there’s a STAR who’s trapped behind the window and they’re banging on the glass in screaming pain Tell me there’s a SEED behind the seed of BAD IMPEDE and it can get inside your broken BRAIN Tell me there’s a GOD who’s crying through binoculars and he would help us if it only could You said there was a god and he’s tearing out his broken heart for all the times that he’s MISUNDERSTOOD Where is STARFISH GOD behind the clouds and other clouds Waiting till the Goldilocks BEAR comes Where is starfish god, GRIEF-STRICKEN lying on a grave And tearing off his head with BROKEN THUMBS Tell me there’s a STAR Tell me there’s a STAR Tell me there’s a STAR https://linktr.ee/alijprince
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London Story Prize

Interview for New Pop Lit

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"Black Cockerel dispels ectoplasm with a violence that would have even the most sceptical rationalist admitting that there are supernatural propulsions at work here". - Bad Seed Press

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Black Cockerel, Severed Arm

 'coinnigh do mhisneach'

    keep your courage!

dear lambs,  praying everyone is okay during these luminous days of rot and wonder. heart felt thanks must be dispatched for the overwhelmingly encouraging participation in the vital cords which link the swirling blood throes of racing schumann fever advancing upon us all

The days are quite preoccupied with what, by God's grace, will be a project: Occam's Radiator - - a whole host of quasi-historic phantoms and incongruous magicians confused with chemical scientists wear jewelry in a pear tree  - among other adventures. 

we must take this opportunity to mention the Celia Hammond Animal Trust - - they always need food and bandages and medicines and bedding and things like that

there is a post box number at the bottom of this page which you can write a letter to, like a person from the olden times. 

keep moving towards the bright night sky, with unending love 

   Agape! 

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eve drinking cider and listening to music

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New Pop Lit

were generous enough to provide a home for this very long poem

february 3rd 2021 deep down into the soil Q&A with the Edgar Allan Poets

may 23 2021

quick fire segment from lovely seán's dirty ole bastard interview on ireland's deadliest sodcast

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resistance is juvenile

The cover artwork is by the supernaturally adept Prashant Gami and was miraculously drawn

from the incoherent and threadbare description of a dream

"Confident, sharp and funny" -  Curtis Brown Publishing

"The tone is synaesthesic, bizarre and rampaging with curiously absurd yet crystalised clarity of thought by the obscure and exhilarating Ali J. Prince" - Cactus Flower Press

"Utterly engaging" - district14.com

"A work of youthcentric, Londoncentric, pure rebellious beat poet joy!" - takeoverpoetry.com

"A slab of unapologetically mischievous invention, and a brutal commentary on how the most grimy aspects of technology discourage divergent thinking or indeed, any kind of Talmudic reading in which in-depth alternative viewpoints and arguments are embraced.

 

  The Bible or the works of Shakespeare; even indexes are quick becoming an archaic approach, since search engines can instantly find any word or phrase in a text and, when assisted by artificial intelligence, could perform much the same functions as humans become stupider. The enormous volume of information served up by the Internet makes it an auxiliary brain. Mobile devices expand this into our daily lives, changing how we use our memories, moving beyond the book. 

The Internet diminishes the multi-layered nature of interpersonal encounters and individuals’ sensual engagement with the world to a few electronically mediated senses. 

 

Most immediately, we face the dilemma of drowning in data, inundated with ideas, texts, and images that saturate attention, cognition, and imagination. Novelty seeking is among the more dominant of human motivations and the Internet has capitalised on this in every domain.

If embodiment and enactment, offer us the prospect of a virtual heaven (or hell) without bodies, the experience of virtual reality itself involves forms of embodiment. 

Nevertheless, the virtual worlds of the Internet, whether abstract and text based or richly decked out in colour and texture like the avatars of Second Life afford more elaborate forms of role playing. In the face of this imaginative freedom and power to reconfigure virtual identities, the forms of social life derived from our physically shared world may come to seem threadbare, confining, or redundant.

 

Digital Scum is particularly concerned that the condition of always being connected or “tethered” to one's device—and thus having the potential to communicate with parents or friends—undermines young people in developing relatively autonomous selves, able to experience emotions and make decisions without continual feedback and support. 

 

Increasingly, the Internet is connected to the material world not only at the interface of screen and keyboard (or glasses and gloves of virtuality), and the technologies of robotic extensions and multi-sensory modalities that are on the horizon but also through economic, social, and political consequences. The real world is always present behind the virtual—both in the infrastructure that runs the web and in the very human interests and agencies that run the show.

 

We surely have a need for real presences, with us in flesh as well as in spirit. 

 

Ali has fully imagined the ethos of the kids who prowl its back alleys, eventually prowling the real alleys in which the protagonist longs for physical union with unplugged flesh and blood"

- Erica Nielson, Professor Emeritus and Editor at Surefire Press 

 

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Gristle to the Mill

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"Adventurous, invigorating and unexpected at every turn. Ali at her lightening conductor best" - Bad Seed Press

hunting exemption shines light on barbaric and antiquated pastime

Ali's short offering upon hearing the news that fox hunting and grouse shooting will be exempt from draconian social distancing guidelines especially pertinent at the time of writing because it was cubbing season.

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William Blake and the Cosmos

A short investigation into William Blake's relationship with celestial space and what we can learn from it during this time of accelerated technological tyranny.

In a flash, we are gone

Coven Poetry featured Ali's drawing: 'an angel takes one last look at McDonalds before leaving earth' which, following a devastating earthly departure, will forever be in tribute to our treasured friend Alex Katayama

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thankyou for visiting the officially cobbled together and not very often updated website of ali j. prince and nomadic collaborative project psychic circus

thanks also to cassis stone and beggar's belief for helping convert everything to handmade books, vinyl and cassette and for intervening with the mail order fragment

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New hand drawn/written poems and drawings from the 'I wish I could stop staring into the abyss long enough to enjoy a tv show' series personalised and posted in the real post

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