Cavalcanti
her first pamphlet
which cut and run across the parterre of poetic decorum with their cartoon-strip energies and air of misrule
and the Sirens are only a few of the obstacles he must overcome to see his wife and son once again
What they hold is even more startling
My Last Address, Horses, Horses, Horses by Rachel Burns Fred D’Aguiar CavalcantiMy last address, horses, horses, horses by Rachel Burns is a raw, propulsive book of poems and lyric prose that moves through teenage motherhood, addiction, poverty, care work, violence, and the long afterlife of classed shame with furious clarity and bruised humour. Across six sections, Burns writes from buses, pubs, kitchens, prisons, foodbanks, council estates, and the uneasy calm of nature reserves, allowing memory to return in flashcuts,