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A Collection of Dreamscapes
Contributor(s): Sng, Christina (Author)
ISBN: 1947879170     ISBN-13: 9781947879171
Publisher: Raw Dog Screaming Press
OUR PRICE:   $14.20  
Product Type: Paperback
Published: April 2020
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BISAC Categories:
- Poetry | Asian - General
- Poetry | Women Authors
- Poetry | Subjects & Themes - General
Physical Information: 0.39" H x 6" W x 9" (0.57 lbs) 170 pages
 
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Recipient of the Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in Poetry


A Collection of Dreamscapes by Christina Sng is an exploration of the darkness inside us, the shadow-self that screams and begs, forever fighting to claw itself out. It's a siren song of transformation, an uncovered diary that bleeds fairy tales and dystopias, and it reads like a grimoire full of spells and curses that bring monsters and madmen to life.

Between these pages, readers will meet women who hide behind the taste of poisoned apples, who set themselves on fire, who weep at riverbanks, the taste of freedom too much to swallow, too heavy to bear. They will be whisked away to faraway lands and unimaginable worlds, the drip of fog-soaked dreams a steady flow down their throats while they choke on betrayal and bathe in the waters of tears twice cried.

Sng's poems are a blend of dark fantasy and science fiction, a changeling's whisper and an ogre's cry. They are both subtle and violent, and they weave themes of empowerment and strength through stars and earthquakes, forcing us to push away the rubble and look at what we've had to do to survive. They are the sacrifice in the forest and the haunting in the house, every gasp and ancient fear a reflection of the violence we've had to bury deep inside ourselves, all those battle cries and reimagined dreams we desperately try to forget. Here, Sng marries blood and magic, forever walking hand-in-hand with scar and ash, their imprints both a nightmare and a blessing, a dream and the truth.

Swallow them carefully. Once they're inside you, there's no getting them out.