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03 April 2018

"Lasky’s poems are incredibly visceral, long known for being straightforward and fearless, pushing unflinchingly through some rather dark territory. Her poems are constructed as accumulations, with phrases stacked upon another, moving further and further, heading off into directions unknown that managed somehow to exist simultaneously linked and trailing off into some unknown distance; lost, somehow, and yet connected. Part of the rollercoaster thrill of reading her poems is in seeing just where the poem might end up, often a far distance from where it might open."
—Rob McLennan
Contents
a fierce and violent opening
do you want to dip the rat
ghost flight to the moon
a hospital room
the start of the free and natural
Save your flowers
Floral pattern
Why I Hate The Internet
The miscarriage
The book of stars and the universe
The Clog
There is no name yet
Milking the rest of it
Milk, No 2
Love Poem for Bathsheba
The ghost
The Ghosts
The way we treat them
Become a person
Me and you
If you can’t trust the monitors
Hot Pink Summer Titty Tassels
Twin Peaks
OCD
Kill Marry Fuck
At night the snakes
The Dream
Little Kingdom
The School
Snakes
The Minotaur
Fuck everyone
The Secret Life of Mary Crow
You thought
Winter plums
I feel the heavy
Is it a burden
The Medical Institution
Agatha
Poem for the Moon Man
Blue milk