by Lydian Faust

This collection is a mix of Sci-Fi and Horror poems. There is no flowery bullshit here, because frankly Faust has no time for that. No, seriously, it says so right there on the back of the book. I love the hell out of some Horror poetry because it allows me to break up long more monotonous reads with some short content. I still get gruesome imagery with no filler.

These are for the most part shorter poems, some just a few lines. I dig that because just out of habit I will generally read them 3 or 4 times before even turning the page. Out loud, feeling the words, letting a beat come to my mind behind it. It's a pretty cool experience and these poems felt that way, they felt musical in quality.

There is a damn fine short at the end that shows her talent for prose.

My favorites were:
Influencer
Relative North
Feast
Dry Socket
Meemaw

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Review by Well Read Beard
Twitter: @WellReadBeard

I received a copy of this from the author for review consideration.