SWEET LITTLE SLUTPUNCTURE is here
& it's many things...
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images © Viola Volée
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SWEET LITTLE SLUTPUNCTURE is here
WHEN IN DOUBT, READ THE PRAISE
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“Reading Sweet Little Slutpuncture feels like smelling sweat on the neck of someone you've wanted for years, your words in their mouth. Throughout, Volée and Sarayel deftly explore many forms of desire–the desire to be wanted, to fuck and be fucked, yes, but also the desire to be seen and known, read, understood, destroyed, cherished, re-built. With prose that is equally ferocious and coy, vulnerable and guarded, visceral and cerebral, Volée and Sarayel offer a vision of art, sex, and self as cycles of endless creation, destruction, and re-creation. Consider it a perfect Valentine's gift: an arrow on fire, shot straight through the heart.”
—A.A. de Levine, Short Story Editor at Coffin Bell Journal "In their epic erotic poetry, authors Viola Volée and Noura Sarayel state that “the best writing is done with lust beating hot in the mouth”—and their poetry more than delivers on this assertion. With “Girly Fuck-Hunger” and “Sweet Little Slutpuncture,” Volée and Sarayel use unique, striking language to make love to both the objects of their desire, and to the reader. These authors write fearlessly about BDSM, capturing the intertwining of pain and pleasure, ownership and self-sacrifice, that may be impossible to explain in any format other than poetry. Volée and Sarayel invite the reader into an intimate and passionate affair—a love for the written word as well as one between two people—as they seduce and astonish with language that creates a “shimmering shockflower of desire.” This poetry isn’t just words on a page, but an original vision not to be missed or forgotten."
—Stephanie Parent, author of The Briars |
“The chemistry between both poetic voices in Sweet Little Slutpuncture is undeniable, while the sensuality is brazen and shy by turns. Each voice—one controlled and demanding, the other existing in breathless bursts of eager acquiescence—inexorably presses the reader's cheek against the steamed windowpanes of this burgeoning relationship and uses their breath to draw unspeakably filthy words onto the glass. The languid mix of metaphorical and concrete language, combined with the arrayed visuals on the page, creates a beautiful turbidity in these poetic waters, making it impossible to take in everything at a single glance, drawing the reader back again and again to appreciate lush imagery and lascivious flirtations alike.”
—Lindz McLeod, author of Turducken |
