Poetry. "Don't be fooled by the bawdy surfaces of THE ANGER SCALE. Katie Degentesh's joyous, meta-ballistic poems will guide any reader daring enough to read them in a realm where everything is turning out just like the prophets of the Bible said it would. you will be shamed by your elders and peers for not possessing this book"—Anselm Berrigan.
The voice in The Anger Scale recalls and extends the barbed, antic tones from O’Hara’s last years. Instead of B-Westerns, Degentesh's wit goes straight for the throat of the confessional, workshoppy, tissue-on-Oprah “I”, along with the culture that keeps prodding us to assemble ourselves like that. “It started with being attacked by a large male pigeon/in a big square in Copenhagen/This was followed by having a boy throw a live chicken at me." It ends with the sinister MMPI never having sounded so good.
Crazily humorous and a bit frightening at the same time. The connections between the poems' titles (lifted from a pyschological test) and their Flarf-ed content are quite intruiging and vary between distrurbing and laugh-out-loud funny.