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In the technicolor timewarp called Hell Hong Kong wannabe cowgirl La La is hellbent on realizing her dream to be a folk-singing sensation, even if it means surviving a dysfunctional relationship with her kidnapper, Ren, who is just hellbent. Ren thinks he'll win, but La La, dead or alive, always wins.
- GenresPoetry
48 pages
First published January 1, 2010
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Kim Gek Lin Short
7 books16 followersKim Gek Lin Short is the author of the lyric novels The Bugging Watch & Other Exhibits and China Cowboy, both published by Tarpaulin Sky Press. She is also the author of the cross-genre chapbooks Run (Rope-a-Dope) and The Residents (dancing girl press).
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April 26, 2010Prose poems giving fragmentary snapshots of a pathological relationship btwn La La a runaway Chinese girl who emulates the Western "country superstar" identity and Ren a long, bony white devil/Clint Eastwood.
At 48 pages blurs the distinction between a chapbook and a short book, fiction and poetry. But what a beautifully constructed book.
How the language sways & sticks: "Hell is a hot place, the radio hisses, get off your feet. She puts them on the dashboard the soles go liquid. She tilts a broken bottle to catch the bootjuice it slips sledding down the dash clump-heavy."
I thought not of poetry, but Ishmael Reed's Yellow Back Radio Broke-Down in it's magical, violent transformations and its scathing allegorical nature. See also gurlesque?
Enjoyed it very much. The kind of thing you can read in a few hours. My only complaint is that it isn't longer. Mr. Cogito, Ren, La La, I'm always eager to evacuate totally into the these characters.
At 48 pages blurs the distinction between a chapbook and a short book, fiction and poetry. But what a beautifully constructed book.
How the language sways & sticks: "Hell is a hot place, the radio hisses, get off your feet. She puts them on the dashboard the soles go liquid. She tilts a broken bottle to catch the bootjuice it slips sledding down the dash clump-heavy."
I thought not of poetry, but Ishmael Reed's Yellow Back Radio Broke-Down in it's magical, violent transformations and its scathing allegorical nature. See also gurlesque?
Enjoyed it very much. The kind of thing you can read in a few hours. My only complaint is that it isn't longer. Mr. Cogito, Ren, La La, I'm always eager to evacuate totally into the these characters.
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