"These poems are desperately sexy and beautifully deranged-dare to live with them a while and they will disturb you, comfort you, and change you." -Michelle Lewis, author of Animul/Flame

"Fuller's writing is fluent in the language of critique but never bogged down by it; every crisp syllable erupts with courage, love, confidence, and endurance." -Andrew Rihn, author of Revelation: An Apocalypse in Fifty-Eight Fights

"These musical poems-that move with a rhythm much like a pulse through a body-explore desire, pain, grief, and pleasure." -Nicole Robinson, author of Without a Field Guide

"Though there's a lot of pain and sorrow in these poems, there's also a movement toward a life with its many rewards . . . we realize that what we've read as an extended elegy might also be a quiet resurrection." -Rick Campbell, author of Sometimes the Light

"Molly Fuller writes, painting the body, painting the body as common denominator, as art and memory, as every reason." -Karen Schubert, author of The Compost Reader

"The thread holding these poems together is sturdy and deep-rooted in capturing the atmospheric ephemeral, in making us feel in familiar ways where the body and where our selves fuse and where we break." -Angie Mazakis, author of I Was Waiting to See What You Would Do First