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First Red
One thinks of Coco Chanel's 'Premiere Rouge,' that classic kiss of crimson red lipstick that defined the femme fatale. Kayla Sargeson's hot punk mouth sizzles with sexual energy, reckless and vulgar and divine. These poems are hard-edged and brazenly funny, but there's also the kind of candor and unadulterated violence that makes you feel like you've been down to the precinct station with a survivor giving her full statement to the detective on duty. This book is a hard-boiled thriller from start to finish, with intense passions flashing down every page. —D A Powell
Kayla Sargeson’s First Red, irreverent and never at half-throttle, insists that you look at yourself. The poems do not hesitate “to rip you wide open” so you can come to terms with what you hide. Through the bare skin of cities, through the grief and inevitability of the body, through the sharp cut of language, Sargeson teaches us the gorgeous hymn of our anger—its throat open and singing. —Stacey Waite
Kayla Sargeson's First Red may be the text that sparks the "punk poem revival." These smart, world-wise poems are sexy and savvy, intricately crafted like the perfect tattoo. There's sadness here, too: the burden of family and the sweet, painful longing for dead friends. The only thing this poet “ever quit was the mainstream,” and the evidence lies in each bold line. These full-bodied (full-of-body) poems sting needle-deep and ignite. —Aaron Smith
Kayla Sargeson’s First Red, irreverent and never at half-throttle, insists that you look at yourself. The poems do not hesitate “to rip you wide open” so you can come to terms with what you hide. Through the bare skin of cities, through the grief and inevitability of the body, through the sharp cut of language, Sargeson teaches us the gorgeous hymn of our anger—its throat open and singing. —Stacey Waite
Kayla Sargeson's First Red may be the text that sparks the "punk poem revival." These smart, world-wise poems are sexy and savvy, intricately crafted like the perfect tattoo. There's sadness here, too: the burden of family and the sweet, painful longing for dead friends. The only thing this poet “ever quit was the mainstream,” and the evidence lies in each bold line. These full-bodied (full-of-body) poems sting needle-deep and ignite. —Aaron Smith
- GenresPoetry
75 pages, Paperback
Published October 1, 2016
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June 30, 2017
One thinks of Coco Chanel's "Premiere Rouge," that classic kiss of crimson red lipstick that defined the femme fatale. Kayla Sargeson's hot punk mouth sizzles with sexual energy, reckless and vulgar and divine. These poems are hard-edged and brazenly funny, but there's also the kind of candor and unadulterated violence that makes you feel like you've been down to the precinct station with a survivor giving her full statement to the detective on duty. This book is a hard-boiled thriller from start to finish, with intense passions flashing down every page.
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