Poetry. "What used to be called 'the war between the sexes' is now being
duked out with great passion and finesse by Reb Livingston in this
collection of take-no-prisoners poems. In YOUR TEN FAVORITE WORDS no one
is let off the hook, least of all the feisty scribe herself. You know
you badly need to read poems in which a 21st century Red Riding Hood
declares, 'I bide my time sipping seltzer with the / animal meant to
gobble Grandma.' You know you cannot live without a book that contains a
glacier named 'Lucas's Ejaculation, ' section titles like 'Our Rascal
Asses, ' 'bitchy, home-wrecking wraiths and dirty, train-hopping
banshees' and speakers who make comments such as, 'Accept your inner
leprosy.' Sassy, freaky, comic, vulnerable, and to use one of her very
own neologisms 'gleefullized' Reb Livingston's poems are a shot in the
arm and a throb in the brain, a rebellious erotics of language, an
irrepressible manifesto of the vagaries of the libido, complete with
deep mischievousness and dark misgivings. If you've been wondering where
poems by the next generation of whip smart, tender/tough women can be
found: Eureka! A book full of them is right here."--Amy Gerstler
"Steeped country road, hard pew truck cab tangy twangy half-tuned static
yearn, Victoriana clutch, party line spill, burlesqued male beauty tied
to the tracks, two-tone tongue-in-cheek cherry-stem chains, long strong
looker on, trans-Atlantic crosstown snigger, formal knotless knicker
dropped or drooped, mother-poor and father-proof, Reb Livingston writes
the griftingest orphan in the chorus line, with a heart of coal and
canaries."--Danielle Pafunda
"Reb Livingston, a poet of whimsical intelligence and daring grace,
writes poems both naughty and nice. With breathy, brisk eroticism and
long-lasting passion for the language, these poems dance and sing like a
good-sounding drunk. Let them love you and you'll never get their seedy
taste out of your mouth."--Lorna Dee Cervantes
