I bought this book when I saw Denise Riley speak for the Bristol Poetry Institute Annual Reading in April at the Wills Memorial Building. She was quite formidable and her voice, so idiosyncratic commanded the hall, letting her words wash over you.
Here are two of my favourites from this collection:
And a snippet from a poem called "The patient who has no insides", which made me chuckle, because since my gall bladder surgery four years ago, I've been calling that negative space inside me my "ghost bladder':
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