This collection of fuck poems would make a politically correct feminist cringe, because it captures the male side of copulation in all it's chauvinistic glory, both the glorious and brutal sides of it. Ron rips into the violence, the physical cramming, the pushing and shoving and taking and physical side of an act so romanticized that the sweat is forgotten. But Androla's war goes beyond lovers--and tears into factory politics, drunken pissed off dreams, and the world of working class heroes who got no place else to go.--Oberc
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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