Reading this book is like when someone
reaches out to smack you and you extend your hand
to take hold of the outstretched wrist, then stand,
wide-eyed at the truth of actually catching that limb
abbreviating motion, creating a new space between
yourself and another that was once aggression
but is now mild embarrassment and possibly a nervous
smile with teeth. The author mentions his penis a bit too.
Laurel Radzieski's debut poetry collection, Red Mother (NYQ Books, 2018), is a love story told from the perspective of a parasite. She earned her MFA at Goddard College. Laurel is a Poetry Editor for Clockhouse and her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Golden Key, Riddled With Arrows, inkscrawl and other publications. Visit her online at www.laurelradzieski.com.
Darren C. Demaree
Emily as a Smile Would Have Ruined the Picture
At the Gin Tasting
Again, Under the Sun
I Had No Time of Sense
This Car Will Get You Into Ontology