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THESE ARE THE ROOMS TO MY MOTHER'S HOUSE is a collection of nightmares, fairy tales, and family by multi-media artist, Christy Soto. This collection of previously published poetry tells the story of one woman’s journey from a childhood with a drug addicted mother to becoming a mother herself, plagued by the self doubt and self destructive behavior.
Some rooms have humorous anecdotes on Head Lice and “Acne in the Strangest Places.” Others are scathing and even x-rated: “I laid there in a biodegradable blanket and swore to eat and drink of sex no more. I strung my sweat like beads. Out stepped a child and umbilical cord.”
Some are bedtime stories like "Storage," “When we were the children, the rooms were like gardens. And the weeding we did was done to belongings . . .”
ROOMS reveals the author’s bittersweet swim towards normalcy and self confidence all the while resonating in the style of shock poets Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. "The medics have plucked my insides of disease. Two Three times cancer hang, the stars of my show. My tumors in Coke bottles. My ovaries in a Vasoline jar. ”
Nursery Rhyme themes play throughout with a sickening sing-song urgency, ringing of Galway Kinnel’s, Book of Nightmares with poems like "Sorceror’s Apprentice" and "Cinderella’s Bunions."
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