"Like its dangerous, seductive cover, Kim Vodicka's first book seems birthed from the mouth of a southern belle's rotting corpse, a trellis of roses bursting out her lips. You'll follow the flowers inside the corpse because the language of flowers is tipsy and strange. Once inside, Vodicka's bejeweled, poisonous songs will wind their intoxicating vines around your heart. Down into the glittering you will go, where a pack of pearl-girls and a flock of doves '[will] beat the shit out of [you].' Yes, this book will eat you, and the flies will come for you next."--Kate Durbin, author of E! Entertainment

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