w i n g’ d is a creaturific poetry chapbook by the luscious Kyle Simonsen.

Tentacles and bloody fur and lurking robots and apocalyptic machinery and dirty claws are menacingly poised upon the pages, ready to rip into your flesh, clog your maw, singe your hair, and lick your heart.

Fifteen of Kyle Simonsen’s muscle-rippling poems are crouched and oozing in a saddle-stapled tome with cover art by Cat Rocketship.

w i n g' d is available in all it's solitary growling glory for $7.00--or it can be purchased as part of a Combo Pack, with one other Blood Pudding Press chapbook of your choice for $13.00 (see Combo Pack listing for more details).

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Here's a little bite for you. The first poem from
w i n g' d:

the ghost in Stafford's machine

traveling into the dark i came upon a doe
with Kevin Federline in her mouth, flopping
puppet in her gentle jaw. she was snorting
a gas no detector can detect and one nostril
was drooling. in the steam of her orifices
i approached like Goodall's gorillas, placed
my fingers to her genitalia, realized she
was the prime minister of some small country
no one Jay Leno interviews knows how
to pronounce. her ribs protrude from her
sides, a furry gelatin mold. she bites down;
grinds her steroidal, hemorrhagic jaw
and he cries out. i thought hard for us all--
my only swerving--and then tickled anyhow.

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'a brilliant first collection'

Rachel Kendall, writer and editor of literary/art magazine, 'Sein Und Werden', from her review of w i n g'd.

Read this review in its entirety, here:

http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/2_4/page36.html

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Read another mini-review at 'What to Wear During an Orange Alert', here:

http://wearduringorangealert.blogspot.com/2008/06/orange-spotlight.html

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And another at 'Prick of the Spindle, here:


http://www.prickofthespindle.com/reviews/2.2/small%20presses/simonsen/wingd.htm