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The Stranger Manual

Poems
Catie Rosemurgy
Make sure you have a home. You're going to want
to hurt yourself a little inside of something you own.
—from 'Read This When You Are Sad"
 
Catie Rosemurgy's second collection, The Stranger Manual, is a wild rush across the American grain. Many of the poems follow a sort of alter ego, named Miss Peach, through her sorrowful history of illness, bad reputation, and inopportune love. Gossipy, heartfelt, and lyrically alluring, The Stranger Manual is the raucous and seductive work by one of America's best new voices in poetry.

 


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ISBN
978-1-55597-547-0
Format
Paperback
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Pages
104
Trim Size
7 x 9
The brash, funny, and smart new poetry collection by Catie Rosemurgy, author of My Favorite Apocalypse.

About the Author

Catie  Rosemurgy
Credit: Carrie Cooper
Catie Rosemurgy is the author of Stranger Manual and a previous poetry collection, My Favorite Apocalypse. She lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and teaches at the College of New Jersey.
 
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Praise

  • “Catie Rosemurgy’s The Stranger Manual, possibly the most surprising, engaging poetry volume to appear this past year, offers strong proof—yes, by itself—for the vitality of contemporary poetry.”—Books & Culture
  • “A heady, yet playful romp through the American psyche. . . . Reminiscent of Sylvia Plath, Virginia Woolf and Anne Sexton, Rosemurgy’s precise, restrained language prods into the darkness behind the seemingly mundane nature of her characters and places.”—BOMBlog
  • “What can we do to know a body, a poem, a place? Perhaps as we see ‘The world in reference to you. Time a backdrop. // Or close the other eye: you in reference to the world. / How it varies and happens simultaneously.’ The Stranger Manual is a lesson in this simultaneity: the self is known and other, intimate and alien. To read these poems again and again is to stand in and alongside such remarkable strangeness and beauty.”—Boston Review
  • “[Miss Peach’s] self-flagellating confessions—which are often wordy and prose-like—amusingly, and beautifully, bear the burden of off-center insight that is the result of experience and pain.”—Publishers Weekly
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