Thumbsucker

<p><em>Thumbsucker</em> the third poetry collection by Kat Giordano is a celebration of the juvenile attention-seeking and emotionally-intense. These poems are funny sentimental and so sharp they might make you cringe at the speaker or at yourself but won't flinch if you do. A eulogy minus death plus balloons.</p><p><br></p><p>Kat Giordano's <em>Thumbsucker</em> is one of those bruised bloody-knuckled cut-lipped books that has flung itself into life and all its suffering and is here to tell you dripping in manna and umbra how it survived. But behind this cast like a shadow at dusk is an argument that says despite its pain its ugliness life is beauty is splendor laughter and love. Read these poems for the iron in them for Giordano's ability to rock you with a line like a surprise left hook. Return for the way these poems part the dark to show you something bright. it felt wrong of me / to eulogize something I killed / to miss it even / and still not be sorry. <em> </em><strong style=color: rgba(189 193 198 1)><em>-</em></strong><strong>Todd Dillard</strong> author of <em>Ways We Vanish</em>.</p>