Am I even going to like these poems?
Idk, maybe these blurbs from two of the best poets in the universe will help you decide:
"Audra Puchalski is a color theorist disguised as a poet, overlaying sensory hues in defiance of any notion of a primary queer experience. She is playful and studious in turns as all great observers of the sky must be. In Queer Hagiographies, someone is always climbing up to get a better view. The landscape is historical and histrionic: the women collapse in unison. A queer body (are all primary bodies queer and altered by value?) is ripped apart and resembled reverently by Puchalski: a virgin statue shattered, diamond-studded thousand-pound collar, a fainting maiden hair fern. There is no one else who writes like this because there is no one else who has the eyes to see, the palette, and the light."
- Gala Mukomolova, author of Without Protection
"These poems confirm how queer this shit has been this whole fucking time: queer and unbelievably detailed, queer and exclamatory, queer and swollen at its leafy nodes. Read this if you're like: who's the best at line breaks, and how can I be more than a little bit turned on by things I've never considered erotic, and what is time, who am I."
- Hannah Ensor, author of Love Dream With Television