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With their unflinching literary lustfulness, these wicked, snark-smiled poems will
make you lower your gaze and wipe your mouse pad.
Stirring
Congratulations. The editors have decided on your piece, "Things that are Left at K-mart,
According my Dream on Wednesday," one of the finest pieces of poems
we've come across in a while, for our upcoming edition of Stirring.
They had the following to say about your work --
"This poem just SHOULD NOT work. But it does."
"I'm not usually one for list poems, but this one captured my attention and held it throughout
the read. Each word really makes you stop and think and consider its significance both singly
and in relation to the whole. I particularly liked the repetition of 'the torso of a woman'
which gets richer with each repeat.
And, of course, the title really makes the piece. Very imaginative and unusual. "
"Enigmatic, took up speed and strength toward the end."
Todd Colby author, Riot in the Charm Factor
I like your poems a lot. The creamy center:
"Domestic fowl, it is said, dream
almost continually of long sea
voyages."
Wonderful!
I also like saying this aloud (even if I don't have a clit,
the sounds and the saying of the sounds is a pleasure):
"light
trips from
my clit licked
like an electric switch hit"
Yummy sounds and subject matter (nyuck nyuck).
Tricia Warden author, Attack God Inside
hey christine,
saw your writing on the web, think it's fucking amazing.
This is Cynthia, an admirer and fellow poet editor, Femme Noir
Read your poetry at 3am and on your great website, also your exotica
at Clean Sheets. Some of your poems are so disturbing they are
beautiful. Ugly, Mad Play Summer and Getting Over.
Elise Miller author of Cock Crazy and curator of Eastside Oral
I loved having you at ESO. You were so great. I've already quoted
(probably poorly) some of Bad Secretary to a co-worker of mine.
I am a temp and I am getting your book and I am giving that poem to the gals who
run the temp agency. When ESO starts up again in the Fall I'd love to have you back.
member of the audience at Eastside Oral
You're like the punk Edward Gorey of poetry.
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