I don't know anyone who has described that terrible yearning for ecstasy and immolation through music as lucidly as Sean Madigan Hoen… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“Her hands felt their way blindly along the ridges and canyons and defiles of the spine, the firm root-spread hillocks of the withers. She… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
Even in a crowded field, it is a rare pleasure to come across a prose stylist like Kellie Wells, whose intellect and language bid… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“He had long since observed that Elizabeth had superfluous IQ for her line of work, and inside all that free space in her brain… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“A horseman of the old school, a gentleman who never forgot to dip down and stake you when he win. He was more ashamed… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
I don't know anyone who has described that terrible yearning for ecstasy and immolation through music as lucidly as Sean Madigan Hoen in Songs… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“He was insane, he thought people were trying to destroy him, to suck out his guts, but, she noted, in the rare event that… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
Never far from a dining table, the characters in Heather A. Slomski's limpid and elegant debut collection are not given to melodramatics. Civility reigns,… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“The Mahdi rolls along the path to the race track as red, broad and shining as a John Deere tractor....” — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“But Little Spinoza was only interested in that satchel-bellied ten-dollar billy goat. First he jumped back like insulted when the goat lift his head… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“this ain't the 4-H rodeo at the Pocahontas County Fair.... this is horse racing” — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“I was an easy birth, and I have never regretted it. Not even for a visit would I return to the womb. I never… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
