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English
Etched Press
22 January 2024
"not my daughter is a mesmerizing collection of 44 poems that are part confessional, part documentary, part analytical lyric exploration of the adoption system, part southern baptist parentage and queer identity narrative, part psychedelic sensual love story of the self and others, part meditation on grief within a complicated relationship, part, part, part. As you will find throughout, ""this is my body, / broken for you,"" it contains multitudes.

Jessie is a poetic auteur of technical brilliance, singular personality, and deep interior meaning who immerses the reader in a universe through the use of her textured world.

When we read these luminous poems filled with beauty and grief and desire, we learn ways to examine ourselves, our relationships, and others through new perspectives. We are able to glean many truths, such as how ""Death and life both crave / clarity, light"" or how ""We are always clamoring, aggregating, / attaching, hoping we aren't really alone / striving toward impossible satiation.""

This collection of poems shows the influence of its tradition: the tight narratives of Dorianne Laux, the disruption and complications of narratives like Natalie Diaz or Victoria Chang, the relentlessly beautiful lyrics of Diane Seuss, the rhythm-obsession of Sylvia Plath but with the natural pockets of Patricia Smith along with the emotional depth and care of subject matter as Ellen Bass, and a way of engaging with the world through eyes of wonder as Tomas Transtr�mer or Ross Gay.

When she ""last kissed her [mother's] cheek too close to her neck, / remembered choking,"" we're present. When we're shown ""calla lilies, one slow week of wilting,"" we experience the feeling of ""the finality of nothing we can do cancer."" When she asks, ""Do you leave it unexamined?"" We consider how being ""in the fuddle of grief"" shapes the present and our future reflections."

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Imprint:   Etched Press
Dimensions:   Height: 216mm,  Width: 140mm,  Spine: 5mm
Weight:   122g
ISBN:   9781935847120
ISBN 10:   1935847120
Pages:   88
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Audience:   General/trade ,  ELT Advanced
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active

Jessie Scrimager Galloway is an adopted, queer poet with mommy issues. She is a graduate of Pacific University's MFA program and author of the chapbook Liminal: A Life of Cleavage, Lost Horse Press. She loves her wife's fried chicken and enjoys riveting conversations with her best editor: Snacks, a wily, polydactyl, orange cat.

Reviews for not my daughter

"""With crisp lyricism and narration, not my daughter slices dogma and illuminates the power of resiliency. This book is a must-have for living in this world and claiming your sexuality, your name, your life no matter what. Jessie's poems redefine daughterhood and embrace what we humans long for, always, love."" -Thea Matthews, author of Unearth the Flowers ""This debut collection presents a brilliant examination of three languages: heritage, erasure, and wonder. Here, you'll see a poet in the crossfire of the human experience. This work cuts with precision crafting a map that resonates with raw authenticity. Jessie weaves a narrative that is both haunting and deeply moving. This book is a must-read."" -Antony Fangary, author of Haram ""The queer-adopted-kid-poet-who-teaches-creative-writing in me swoons over the brilliant craft and the precise play with language. I'll return to this collection again and again. I want to use every poem as an example of ""this is how you truth."" These poems give us somewhere to belong and make us feel less alone."" -Su Flatt ""Jessie's lines of poetry are glass castles; ready to shatter over you again and again. She elicits a yearning, that is delicate and eternal, from tender moments that can make-or break-a life: a ripped saccharine packet lying prostrate on a table, a fork scraping the rim of a plate, the pluck of fishnet threads marking a thigh."" -Andrea Passwater ""When we read these luminous poems in not my daughter filled with beauty and grief and desire, we learn ways to examine ourselves, our relationships, and others through new perspectives. We are able to glean many truths, such as how ""Death and life both crave / clarity, light"" or how 'We are always clamoring, aggregating, / attaching, hoping we aren't really alone / striving toward impossible satiation."" -Kevin Dublin, author of How to Fall in Love in San Diego"


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