James Diaz is the author of This Someone I Call Stranger (2018) Indolent Books, All Things Beautiful Are Bent (Alien Buddha, 2021) and Editor of the Anthology; What Keeps Us Here: Songs from The Other Side of Trauma. In 2016 they founded the online literary arts and music journal Anti-Heroin Chic to provide a platform for often unheard voices, including those struggling with addiction, mental illness and prison/confinement. They are a three time best of the net nominee. Their work has appeared in numerous online and print magazines including The Madrigal, Cleaver Magazine, Gone Lawn, Rust + Moth, Thrush, Cobra Milk Mag, The Collidescope, Trampset, Yes, Poetry and HIV Here & Now. They have performed their poetry at Pete's Candy Store in Williamsburg Brooklyn in 2017, The Lunar Walk Poetry Series (East Village), A Novel Idea on Passyunk (Philli, PA), Bryant Park Reading Room, The Bowery Poetry Club and at the 2018 NYC Poetry Festival on Governors Island. They reside in upstate New York, in between balanced rocks and horse farms. They have never believed in anything as strongly as they do the power of poetry to help heal a shattered life.
In service, grace and gratitude.
In service, grace and gratitude.
"Authentic, unafraid, and unassuming, James Diaz’s This Someone I Call Stranger is a personal yet dynamic landscape of the darker parts of the soul, which somehow remains “impossibly alive” no matter how far from home one has strayed. The poems are equal parts vulnerable and strong, a breathing example of how those qualities are inextricable, how there is something about the darkness that cannot put out the light, how there is something about the light that gains its brightness from the shadows. Diaz writes as if no one outside is listening, which is to say, as if these poems are not poems at all but whispered murmurs from one aspect of the self to another, and we the readers just happen to be lucky enough to catch these glimpses of humanity in its most raw essence: determined yet mysterious, messy yet transcendent."
-Sarah Certa (Nothing To Do With Me)
"Poems may come to mean a lot to the reader but what do they mean to the poet? At what cost were they written? Diaz lets us know these things firsthand, bloody-fisted; he doesn’t stand apart at a cool, impersonal distance. “how short the time of innocence is” he observes heart-breakingly in Color-Coordinated Pencil Box. James Diaz has made art out of his life, created a soundtrack to his own fragmented world that, really, is not so unfamiliar (certainly not to me). Set the record needle on This Someone I Call Stranger — and listen."
-Tricia Marcella Cimera (The Sea and A River)
"In our era of irony, disposability, and impatience, the poems of This Someone I Call Stranger, James Diaz’s debut collection, reverberate with rare authenticity and lyrical pain. Threading through a past of blind forests and dark basements, empty cupboards, dirty needles, hospital floors, and bad men who won’t die, this book is a necessary example of duende for the twenty-first century. These poems will arrest you. They have hungry souls, and they ache without breaking. They will hang in your brain and settle in your bones, and they will also move you forward, bravely, toward uncertain light."
Jessie Janeshek (The Shaky Phase)
"James Diaz’s poetry collection, This Someone I Call Stranger, captures seasons. He shows you winters made, not of snow but, of heat. He warps love into sunbeams, and explains sorrow through logic and defeat. There is discordance and simplicity in these pages. Anarchy, and a warmth conjured by so many ghosts.
His humaneness is palpable and oozing like an open wound... Through the journey of these poems his vision is a pilgrimage. An honest look into one’s psyche, and the regurgitation of oneself. Making a body of what had undergone a vivisection."
Ingrid Calderon (Things Outside)
"For all of its prickles, This Someone I Call Stranger is still a letting go; a down-pouring of emotion, a pre-echo of release. To give syntax to such pain requires profound courage, and courage too is required of the reader of this collection. James Diaz's poetry is not for the faint of heart, and one should not go in expecting the resolution of a fairytale ending. For those who can stare suffering straight in the eye while learning to process this sadness, to let it go, or at least, to let it transform into a picture of resilience, hope and communal strength, his work is both cathartic and deeply beautiful."