Lyrically raw and dangerously unapologetic, play dead challenges us to look at our cultivated selves as products of circumstance and attempts to piece together patterns amidst dissociative chaos. harris unearths a ruptured world dictated by violence-a place of deadly what ifs, where survival hangs by a thread. Getting by is carrying bruises and walking around with "half a skull."
"francine j. harris's poems are tenderized: they not only insist upon their embodiment, they punch, howl, beat, and bleed their way into being."
-Boston Review
"...The poems in play dead] provide scrappy, cunning, and inventive methods of survival."
-Drunken Boat
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