“Anonymous follows vulnerable bodies impelled to service—for work, lust, purgation, and song. Even that last knells from halls where “the applause is from the whips.” This, the caustic art of Monique-Adelle’s often brutal debut: for every several of its dahlias, there also wait parasites. I wouldn’t claim the grotesques, here, amplify the beauties; rather, the one bleeds steady into the other. “No room for honeystomach,” the poet, steeled, tells us. From this exceptional collection, such a lament rings as tune and warning.”

— Douglas Kearney

 

“Monique-Adelle Callahan ushers forth a style/voice that is uniquely and wholly her own. This selection of poems demonstrates the complexities of fragility and strength… a fierce fusion of poetic precision and experimentalism.”

— Jaki Shelton Green