These poems are so full of flesh and guts that they have their own crazed pulse. In the most decadent combination of the carnal and the divine, of human and animal, the body is dismembered and remade into brocade and “skin jeweled from the start.” At once these poems are hymns, spells, blessings, wails, and elegy. Miller is not just a poet – she is a mystic, a soothsayer, a sorceress. She will show you the beast you are, the beast you will become. What a holy horror, and “Amen for fright.” Amen, amen, amen.              

                                    — Meghan Privitello author of A New Language for Falling out of Love