Procure Some Of The Children Were Listening Published By Lauren Sanderson Issued As Publication

you Id take off everything: my feet, my shouldered gun, / my eyes which Im told hover too long.
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This is my fourth time reading this collection and it never fails to astonish me with its brilliance.
Thank you Lauren, for your words, I aspire to be the type of poet that you are,

“Its how all our prayers begin: men we love / crawling out of the forest, / licking blood from their lips.
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is how they love teeth sharp amp bodies temporary” amp “i want to put your heart in my mouth and bite down” this book is a triumph of deliberate harmony.
the cultivated attention to the constant danger of being in the body of a woman, the adoration for lover and mother.
wow just wow. and then of course sandersons imagery is just crisp and sensory as hell, i want to jump into the words, i want it to fossilize over my retinas, Lyrical and dark, Lauren Sanderson's Some of the Children Were Listening begins with witness, With a voice uncommonly young and impossibly certain, these poems climb out of bed amp sit on the stairs, eavesdropping on a world that wasn't meant for them.
In quick turns and tight threads comes the violence of nature, the nature of violence, Sanderson moves fluidly across the personal and the universal, venturing into a world beyond witness where the trees fall when the girls scream amp everyone's daughter is a king.
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