Jon Coneis a Canadian poet, playwright, writer, and editor who lives in Iowa. He has an MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts. His recent works includeNew Year Begun: Selected Poems(Subpress Editions: Brooklyn, NY, 2022);Liminal: Shadow Agent, pts 1 and 2 (Greying Ghost, Salem, MA, 2022); andCold House(espresso, Toronto, Ont., 2017). With Rauan Klassnik, he wrote a collection of plays,An Ice Cream Truck Stalled at the Bottom of the World(Plays Inverse, Pittsburgh, PA 2020). For eight years he edited the literary reviewWorld Letter. Rauan Klassnikis the author of the poetry collectionsHoly Land(Black Ocean, 2008) andThe Moon's Jaw(Black Ocean, 2013) as well as the collectionA Slow Boiling Beach(Schism 2, 2019) and a collaborative book of plays with Jon Cone titledAn Ice Cream Truck Stalled at the Bottom of the World(Plays Inverse, 2020).
"“A feverish, glitchy, hysterical collection of short plays, An Ice Cream Truck Stalled at the Bottom of the World is uncannily familiar in its unfamiliarity. It's perverted and naïve. Where ""the tone is unclear"" we're suspended in the New. Theater-makers, rejoice—Cone and Klassnik's comedy of manners-hitherto-unexplored is unlike anything you've read, a gateway drug to a new theatrical idiom. There's no turning back.”— The Runaways Lab Theater, Chicago, IL “Like Beckett with a particularly feverish bout of food poisoning. Or like a tea-time plague cartoon animated from the ashes of the last library. Or just like Cone and Klassnik, because there are two others who could write so giddily from the depths of our post-internet, pre-universal-Alzheimer's-like psychosis. Eat it.”— Blake Butler, Writer, Editor “Pass me the papal horn and I'll put out the casting call. SEEKING: Pog and Gomey. Men, barely. Sewers for souls. Somewhere between—or far below—Statler & Waldorf and Deleuze & Guattari. Must physically resemble the skeletal remains of Antonin Artaud and Georges Bataille. For the audition, please prepare a wordless interpretation of this stage direction: ""We feel a new emoji should appear. It doesn't."" Pog and Gomey will speak. The audience will look up Gomey's nose. Lemme in this show, please. I want to be in it and watch it every day.”— Darcie Dennigan, Poet, Playwright"