The Dead Girls Speak In Unison (häftad)
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Format
Häftad (Paperback / softback)
Språk
Engelska
Antal sidor
84
Utgivningsdatum
2017-04-03
Upplaga
Second Edition: Rede & Revised ed.
Förlag
Bloof Books
Illustrationer
Illustrations, black and white
Dimensioner
178 x 127 x 5 mm
Vikt
86 g
Antal komponenter
1
Komponenter
426:B&W 5 x 7 in or 178 x 127 mm Perfect Bound on Creme w/Matte Lam
ISBN
9780996586863

The Dead Girls Speak In Unison

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"Danielle Pafunda abolishes the stereotype of prissy, dainty girls in her thrilling poetry collection The Dead Girls Speak in Unison. Set in a surrealistic underworld, takes on the collective voice of empowered female corpses and ironically uses quaint language and structure to describe the true nature of women. […] Pafunda's collection leaves readers craving more of its 'rotten pages.' 'If you're looking for something pretty,' don't look here. -Verse, Brittany Capps • "We don't often see choral speakers, but speaking in unison gives these 'girls' collective presence, forcing us to face gender violence. [T]he girls gain a certain power in this…raw girls who bypass maturity, who are as rank and offensive as possible. These unrefined girls are deeply unsettling." -The Plot, Heidi Czerwiec • Danielle Pafunda is the author of The Dead Girls Speak in Unison (Bloof Books, 2017), Natural History Rape Museum (Bloof Books, 2013), Manhater (Dusie Press, 2012), Iatrogenic: Their Testimonies (Noemi Press, 2010), My Zorba (Bloof Books, 2008), Pretty Young Thing (Soft Skull Press, 2005), and the chapbooks Cram (Essay Press, 2015) and When You Left Me in the Rutted Terrain of Our Love at the Border, Which I Could Not Cross, Remaining a Citizen of this Corrupt Land (Birds of Lace, 2014). Her poems have appeared in three editions of The Best American Poetry and have been anthologized in Beauty is a Verb: The Poetics of Disability (Cinco Puntos Press, 2011), Gurlesque: The New Grrly, Grotesque, Burlesque Poetics (Saturnalia Books, 2010), Not for Mothers Only: Contemporary Poems on Child-Getting & Child Rearing (Fence Books, 2007), Hick Poetics (Lost Roads Press, 2015) and Please Excuse This Poem: 100 Poets for the Next Generation (Penguin, 2015).
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Contents

On the front page
We'll tell you
Hush, hush. Out the window
We have been crammed full
One of us said
Woe betide us
The surface world too bright now
We can't bear.
I felt a funeral, we whisper.
Though our sticks are split
Fold yourself over.
We're ever so tired of sleeping.
At the crude nest of the mouth
You already knew we were thieves.
Or robbers, if you insist.
We can recall in great detail
Supine, we roll our eyes back
We have a response
We used to do it, too.
Fine. Another trance upon us, then.
Or lullaby and goodnight.
We are as ineffective now as we were in life.
Or else, we are right behind you.
Our maggots more charming
We are never alone.
Don't ask us what it's like
Where do you keep your trick
Then, we lay back on limestone
Trouble
Who didn't we love?
Radishes sprout through the walls
In front of the lake house
Who would we be with our teeth
It's happy death day.
If you're looking for something pretty
We are going
Hush, now.
We came this way. We carved it thus.
Where's our deady daddy?
Spider-legged leader
Time runs short
We're so glum.
Let us be clear
We haven't made any progress.
Whatever will you do
Positioned neatly
One of us has a fright wig.
We're weary
We aren't much uglier
Fuck your circadian rhythm, then.
Do not pretend

Acknowledgments
About the Author