This book was a perfectly-timed gift from my new supervisor to myself and my daughter (who had just had a baby). I have enjoyed it very much, especially DeColo's exciting passionate irreverence. And her titles! "I Pump Milk like a Boss," "Self-Portrait as Getting Drun-Dialed by God," "Poem that Gives no Fucks," "Isn't 'Food Court' a Lovely Term."
From "I Was in Love with a City":
the seagull's laborof pulling one thing apart from itselfleaving the beach a bruised mosaicin love with residues of elegancegodly remnants of glassan urchin's bloomed configurationits tongue a bellits tongue a dictionarywhere every word is morevalve and soot
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