...Kaethe Schwehn © 2011 Kaethe Schwehn 2011 Kaethe Schwehn I Keep My Little Sheep Brain in a Jar At the Science Museum sheep brain likes the fetus exhibit best. We slide along the back-lit jars. Bulbs of many sizes float and squeeze their fists and black pea...

... : Freelands Foundation . Glover Richard . 2018 . “ The Shame of Australia’s Live Sheep Trade .” Washington Post , May 17 . www.washingtonpost.com/news/global-opinions/wp/2018/05/17/the-shame-of-australias-live-sheep-trade/?noredirect=on&utm_term=.740b7ba51539 . Human Slaughter...

... at our heels, bark us into motion—colleagues, familiar from a morning hello, a shuffle of paper, are suddenly strange, imbued with command. I thought they were sheep like the rest of us shufflers, but, heated by conflict, they’ve shrugged off...

... . “ The Animal That Therefore I Am (More to Follow) .” Trans. Wills David . Critical Inquiry 28 ( Winter 2002 ): 370 - 418 . Dick Philip K. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? London : Orion , 1999 . Fudge Erica . Animal . London : Reaktion , 2002 . Lévi-Strauss...

...Emma Bolden © 2017 Emma Bolden 2017 Emma Bolden After Twenty Years of Trying I Decided to Be I sorried. I slept & sheeped. I was under the line of an aimed gun. I became ages ago. I slept & sorrowed, our lady, a flower petaled over the edge of the bicycle lane. I had nowhere...

... swimming through algal bloom. Medical bills, deserts we ve left, your mother calling home. I always bring her flowers. I imagine the bumps as miniature, under-the-skin cacti. They sleep in the sand, waiting to flower. Instead of sheep, I count the bumps in the dark. They swell against your breasts...

... into my sleep, flocks of butterflies broke my skin and I was shatter where I stood, a whole constellation of wondering if I could throw myself to the sky, coat it with urgent wishes you’d see that I missed you, that the barter was unfair, that you mistook me for sheep. ...

... undewed their buttons, sundew flashed his tracy. fleabane all fuckin sneezeweed about it. & the river rubs itself. yea, wildflower skeet skeet. yeah, baby sheep bleat bleat. sumer is a cummin in. bluffs curtain this nudie booth, caked with nature. the limestoner lips my berry-bushed rim. i maw...

... myself, until I learned that this scene had been similarly fabricated, soil trucked in to cover fields of brown-black rubble. One afternoon, we drove the single road through the middle of the island, surrounded by beautifully sparse expanses where even a sheep was a remarkable sighting, until we reached...

... and displaying the toys to the camera. The glimpses I d caught showed Mister Fingers opening little translucent plastic bears, cheerful pieces of fruit, tiny workers smiling and waving, police officers, firefighters, doctors and lawyers, sheep, baby clothes, pieces of sushi, friendly monsters. The music...

...; art professors holding a Black Mass in the chapel at which they sacrificed a sheep, much to the annoyance of the ag school. (49) Sometimes, life is stranger than fiction. By the eighties, Carolyn Heilbrun could write the Amanda Cross/Kate Fansler mystery Death...

... to inoculate its viewers against such capitalist wolves in organic sheep’s clothing. The film, however, in its more sober moments outstrips and undercuts Kenner’s and Hirschberg’s rickety proposals about what is to be done.  These closing injunctions call for people...

... and the history of what happens to the ranchers now, and native sovereignty on these lands. And what about the Navajo sheep dogs? It tracks me into the question not of, Is this all just eugenics? Deliberate breeding is not all bad. The kind of deliberate breeding to fix a particular...

... of finitude or an object that continually with- draws itself. On the one hand, the Pardoner carefully explains that his relics are a spiritual dead end: a sheep’s shoulder-bone, “cloutes,” and a scattering of miscellaneous bones (VI.348). His promises of safety, immunity, and recovery are negated...

... French persona, however, is a rather recent cre- ation. A collection of short stories mainly about migrating Senegalese young women, La préférence nationale (2001) whose title alludes to the mid-1980s French national preference rhetoric of exclusion, pro- moting economic benefits to French sheep while...

.... The diner walls are covered with fair memorabilia from the past fifty, sixty years: purple, pink, and red ribbons for best pies, best canned beans, best-of-show sheep; wooden paddles strung to pink rubber balls; unicorn-shaped balloons; tightly stuffed teddy bears, toucans, rabbits; manicure sets...

... of the village commune that is not an issue. Sheep keep pro- ducing wool, milk, and meat, as do goats; the crops are planted, grown, and reaped; water is gathered in cisterns or (in the north) from streams. Production is not an issue, for everyone contributes. And in the village commune...

... a lot of stories, and the narrative of becoming vegetarian or vegan often includes a moment of seeing the absent referent, like the picture of Lisa Simpson with the sheep, and that powerful realization changes the person. So how do you explain lapsed vegetarians...

...), or no exception to language via an outside position, one can say that there is no true metafantasy. It follows that analysis of any artwork in terms of fantasy is anything but separating the ideological sheep from the goats. But this ambiguity inherent to fantasy is also due to how it, in Žižek’s...