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Trish Leigh Shufelt is one of the great Gen X poets, and this is my favorite collection by her yet.
-Rose Guildenstern, author, Iago's Penumbra and Faerie Truths
A redolent, gorgeous package of wordplay, "thundering" with Gen-X references and Kramer vs. Kramer-unfolding childhoods, urging homage to "the last of the feral, wild," within the hearts of a lost generation. Shufelt artfully writes her own rage, disappointment, and observation of the natural world within a prevailing allegory of personhood-as-house. Shufelt's lavishly described house is a "creature / shedding skin / in peeling wallpaper flowers." The mismatch of beauty and slow-bougainvillea-sorrow is one of Shufelt's strongest image-plays, impossibly evoked in ways that have tremendous lasting power and pack an almighty punch. Shufelt's voice is at once distinct, hypnotic, and utterly original, within the delicious wrappings of an informed and nimble poet.
-Candice Louisa Daquin, Managing Editor, Lit Fox Books and author, The Cruelty
