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作       者:Stephanie M. Wytovich

出  版  社:Raw Dog Screaming Press

出版时间:2019-09-26

字       数:7.6万

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Doomsday is here and the earth is suffering with each breath she takes. Whether it’s from the nuclear meltdown, the wrath of the Four Horsemen, a war with technology, or a consequence of our relationship with the planet, humanity is left buried and hiding, our bones exposed, our hearts beating somewhere in our freshly slit throats. This is a collection that strips away civilization and throws readers into the lives of its survivors. The poems inside are undelivered letters, tear-soaked whispers, and unanswered prayers. They are every worry you’ve had when your electricity went out, and every pit that grew in your stomach watching the news at night. They are tragedy and trauma, but they are also grief and fear, fear of who—or what—lives inside us once everything is taken away. These pages hold the teeth of monsters against the faded photographs of family and friends, and here, Wytovich is both plague doctor and midwife, both judge and jury, forever searching through severed limbs and exposed wires as she straddles the line evaluating what’s moral versus what’s necessary to survive. What’s clear though, is that the world is burning and we don’t remember who we are. So tell me: who will you become when it’s over? "Reading this collection is like dancing through Doomsday, intoxicated by the destructive, decadent truth of desire in our very mortality." --Saba Syed Razvi, author of?Heliophobia?and?In the Crocodile Gardens "Vivid, each word a weight on your tongue, these poems taste of metal and ash with a hint of spice, smoke. She reminds us the lucky ones die first, and those who remain must face the horrors of a world painted in blisters and fear." --Todd Keisling, author of?Ugly Little Things?and?Devil's Creek "Set in a post-apocalyptic world that at times seems all too near, Wytovich's poems conjure up frighteningly beautiful and uncomfortably prescient imagery." --Claire C. Holland, author of?I Am Not Your Final Girl "A surreal journey through an apocalyptic wasteland, a world that is terrifyingly reminiscent of our own even as the blare of evacuation alarms drowns out the sizzle of acid rain, smiling mannequins bear witness to a hundred thousand deaths, and "the forest floor grows femurs in the light of a skeletal moon."--Christa Carmen, author of?Something Borrowed, Something Blood-Soaked "Like a doomsday clock fast-forwarding to its final self-destruction, Wytovich's poetry will give you whiplash as you flip through page after page. The writing here is ugly yet beautiful. It reads like a disease greedily eating up vital organs. The apocalypse has arrived and it couldn't be more intoxicating!"--Max Booth III, author of?Carnivorous Lunar Activities
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Author’s Note:

Eat the Breath of the Apocalypse

Behind the Genetic Reaping

Greetings from the New World

When the World Began to Swell

It’s in the Rain

Nearsighted in the Mushroom Cloud

To Bear Witness

Ground Zero

Viral

Plagued

Beneath the Rubble, They’re Watching

Nuclear Test Site: Round 2

Underland

Small Suffocations

There’s No Air Left

The Evacuation Rally

Everything Must End

Please Stand By

The Silencing

Without Light

When the Snow Falls Black

Under the Morningstar’s Watch

Remaking Eve

Madam, Never Mistress

Saints Don’t Spread Their Legs

Warnings in the Suicide Forest

The Second Coming

Without the Gas Mask

Forest of Femurs

Mounted

A Hanger in The World of Dance

Underneath Atomic Lake

The Survival of Fishes

The Amputator’s Flesh Fry

Future Mannequins on Display

Dead People Down Here

Abandonment

Lost Highways

What They Left Behind

Only What Could Be Carried

Those Little Sacrifices

This, the Sound of Begging

Trapped Inside

Cannibalized

Saudade

A Collection of Pomegranate Seeds

Return to Sender

Hospital Notes Written on the Gauze for My Sores

I Walk Nowhere in Cities Long Past Dead

Dinner Time: The Consequences of Savages

Cannibalism: A Robot Anachronism

From the Mouths of Plague-Mongers

The Manufacturing of Bodies

The Apocalyptic Mannequin

At the Neon Circus

All Things Poison

Marionette Disorder

The Mannequin Legs on My Bed

Walking on Teeth: A Memoir

Our Room of Walking Coffins

Wayward Spirits of Dreams and Sand

Mirror Gazing

Of Sleeping Witches Woken

For I Am a Woman Made of Snakes

The Stones They Threw

Inside the House of Labor

What Mother Couldn’t Tell You

From Maiden to Monster

Scavenger

Woman Meat

Still Life with Scars

As the Crow Flies

Identification

Call Me Haunted

Return to Womb

Corpse-Covered Glasses

A Spectacle of Corpses

The Collection Day Saints

Consumption’s Footprint

Gather the Townspeople

The Midwives of Death

Dear Santa Muerte

Corpse Meditation

The Martyrdom of Saints

I Bury Them Screaming

Open Casket

Death Bed

Eating What’s Left of My Death

A Masquerade of Reapers

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