"Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate gorging hair."
- Laura Gentile
"She is a compassionate Amazon forming a muse from misery, full of graphic words, she doesn't hide, she speaks, she writes, she uses words that individualise her, she goes deeper and people cannot gras..."
"Their raspy kisses brand our jam tart necks, their treacherous miasma clasps our herbal thighs. Motherlessly we surrender, too many fathers we have, we, your daughters of joy."