In this raw and moving debut chapbook, Maeve McKenna dives into the multitudes of womanhood: a mother, unmothered; a lover, alone; a child, now aged. She flings the cover off pain that would otherwise remain hidden and unspoken, exposing the most intimate parts of herself. In doing so, she invites the reader to embrace their own vulnerabilities, calling, «Let's assemble our bodies, limb to limb against/the walls of unoccupied margins, hope pointed/like the scope of a firing squad…I am writing it for you. For me.»
Prepare to be undone. Maeve McKenna's debut pamphlet 'A Dedication to Drowning' will leave you gasping for breath, head and heart battered and bruised by its ferocious, unflinching energy. Here is a poet that does not shy away from the hard edges of life where “each day is birth and a burial” — Gerard Beirne, Author of 'Games of Chance: A Gambler's Manual' (poetry)
