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Kirstie Millar

'Doctor, I had a terrible dream.
In my dream I saw my own body, and I saw what you will do to it.'
A woman is faced, month after month, with the birth of a strange egg. Her doctor asks that she take notes on her symptoms, documenting black blood clots as big as pennies, winking stars in her eyes, and relentless pain. As the woman waits for aid from her doctor, she begins to have strange premonitions of what will be done to her body. The egg, meanwhile, is watchful and demanding. Impatient.
The Strange Egg is as gorgeous as it is horrifying. Highly original, it challenges long-held beliefs that people of marginalised genders are unreliable and irrational witnesses to our own bodies.
The Strange Egg is a luminous gothic prose poem that delves into the mythopoeic to express injustice at the hands of abusive medical systems.

The Emma Press

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The Strange Egg: A Symptoms Diary

Elīna Eihmane

This is a picture book for everyone, framed as a bedtime story (and love letter) to the author's son. It follows the events of the little boy's birth, and his mother's struggle with her new role. In stunningly raw writing that cuts straight to the heart, Eihmane tells a story about love and where love comes from.
The book is beautifully illustrated by the author, in dark blues and reds, with expressive, blotchy artwork. The book is tactile, printed in risograph and stapled for a welcoming, open feel.
EXTRACT
I realized my heart was very small. The size of a pea maybe. There was very little love inside, struggling to get out. I said No to the rest. I didn't like saying No at that time. Maybe it was my first and only No for a long time.
Then my heart started to grow with you. I made it grow so you get all the love you deserve.
Now I watch my heart, I check with it each morning and each night so it doesn't stop growing with you.

One day at the Taiwan Land Bank Dinosaur Museum

Cheryl Pearson

Menagerie is a collection of poems about animals, divided into three sections: water, earth and air. Some poems examine a creature from close-up, almost allowing the reader to see the world through the animal's eyes, while the poet is more present in other poems, looking on. The collection invites the reader to reflect on loneliness, love, mortality, and hope. Each poem is typeset with plenty of space around it, allowing it to breathe. With stylised illustrations by Amy Evans.
from "Octopus Tank, Torbay Aquarium"

I saw a ribbon of starlings once – they rose

and fell in that same way, tied and re-tied Rome

in a bow, and I thought the knot at their centre

must be God. Here is God again in this stranger,

the colour coursing her billow and flop like a weather map

crawling with storms.

Menagerie

Ikhda Ayuning Maharsi Degoul

The Goldfish is a sumptuous, surreal exploration of femininity. The poet inhabits the voice of a goldfish through a series of linguistically experimental poems which plunge us into the glass bowl and invite us to gaze out. The poems are in turn sensual, spiky, and queasy, as the poet satirizes the patriarchy and issues a rallying cry for women broken down by society. Halfway through the book, the scope opens out to the world beyond the goldfish bowl, via the story of a free spirit passing through customs, a paean "to our white husbands", and a letter which heals old wounds.

The Goldfish: Poems

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