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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Emily Crocker complicates home and family in her debut poetry collection, Girls and Buoyant. With sensitivity and wry observation, Crocker explores old suburbs and new losses at the intersection of late capitalism and queer love.
Pinky-promise me you won’t die tonight.
You shook my little finger back.
I put the car keys on the bedside anyway
and held your cells, rocking themselves apart,
together until the pharmacy reopened.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Emily Crocker complicates home and family in her debut poetry collection, Girls and Buoyant. With sensitivity and wry observation, Crocker explores old suburbs and new losses at the intersection of late capitalism and queer love.
Pinky-promise me you won’t die tonight.
You shook my little finger back.
I put the car keys on the bedside anyway
and held your cells, rocking themselves apart,
together until the pharmacy reopened.