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To blurb this book, I submerged my brain in its popping polyvatic village cauldron, its speaking sung thru me like comets as cosmic Cuntos. These are unbinding spells. Give consciousness back to the matriarchy. Wouldn't the mothering of consciousness be better? Secretes E, her potions conjunct her linguistic glamour. She unspirals us from patriarchal overmind, while pregnant and dancing forth into space with the goddesses. This arrow is so sha...

Once upon a time, ancient glaciers oozed light through the general living room of America, scraping the terrain into the sweeping prairies of the Midwest, a superlatively grassy expanse in which American bison cavorted with dangerous electric fish-goats and no one got hurt. That was a long time ago. Then one day we woke up and it was everywhere: ULTRAMEGAPRAIRELAND. Referentially crammed and brimming with cultural bling, the poems in ULTRAM...