By Ellen Kennedy
- Poetry Foundation
"When i ended interpreting occasionally My middle Pushes My Ribs I needed to visit lunch with humans in a cafe with huge, immense drinks and misnamed sandwiches. I stored tapping my hand at the desk and that i didn t take heed to something anyone acknowledged. All i needed to do used to be pass domestic to learn and write the type of poetry Ellen Kennedy writes, declarative and frightened and wild and loose. this can be this kind of factor you will want. this can be this sort of publication you should purchase and also you can buy it now rather than having lunch with these 'friends.' "
—Daniel Handler, writer of WHY WE BROKE UP
"[A]bsurd...melancholic...feature[s] poems approximately anxiousness, loneliness, Woody Allen, and Norm MacDonald."
"20-year outdated Ellen Kennedy's occasionally My middle Pushes My Ribs is a beautiful assortment facing awkwardness, intercourse, fragility, affection and prosaic flights of delusion during which Woody Allen is 'outed' and a misplaced manatee orbits Earth."
"She's in command of the ability of the standard. the type of poet you need to meet after reading."
—David Ohle, writer of MOTORMAN
"The complete ebook made me are looking to style in lower-case letters and chase round getting older icons of Hollywood, attempting to f-ck them."
"Abject hopelessness, awkward fumbling, and delicate anomie not often consider so touching and humorous as they do within the fingers of Ellen Kennedy"
—Kathleen Rooney, Octopus Magazine
"There's one of those prose poetry that Ellen Kennedy has tapped into. it kind of feels common if you may have learn Roland Barthes or Jim Carroll, and but it's not anything like either."
"Each line and sentence is laid naked because it wheels inside of a vortex of emotionless/emotional juxtapositions; there's not anything that distracts the reader, not anything that attracts the reader clear of the page."
—Lee Rourke, 3:AM Magazine
"[A] relocating lament of the disconnect among how we wish to deal with one another and the way the realm desires us to regard every one other."
—Chris Tonelli, Open Letters Monthly
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