The second poetry collection from Irish poet and novelist Alvy Carragher. its not very feminist to consider myself a mouldy slutIve agency over my body and all that 21st-century shiteA young woman wakes feeling raw and tender after a one-night stand. She leaves a strange man sleeping in her bed and goes running. Marked by the anxiety of living in a city that does not feel like home, she must face the memories and men kept under her bed.Praise for Alvy Carraghers poetry:The deliberate and considered syntax and artful pacing unfolds a self, not just a situation. EAVAN BOLANDA skilful and sensitive poet who possesses a high degree of psychological insight and tact, and her portrayal of the emotional undercurrents between people is at the same time forceful and subtle. EVA BOURKECarragher makes art that transcends the particular to find and describe truth and beauty in apparently broken things. ELEANOR HOOKERCarragher is, in short, a real writer. Her words tend to stick with you, partly because she always has a real story to tell. KEVIN HIGGINSA moving study of big poetic subjects such as family, difficult relationships and loss, and while such themes have been explored by many poets, Alvy brings to it a freshness that is totally hers. In a voice that is natural and without sentimentality, it carries a lovely musicality and holds its own on the page. GERALDINE MILLS Autorid: Alvy Carragher
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