The reader surges along on a sparkling current of daring language and insightful structural play, carried into overlapping landscapes of sexuality and history, love and isolation, and form and feeling, always eddying back to the wondrous, grief-laden mystery of embodiment.
-Joseph Scapellato, author of The Made-Up Man
It's a book of flesh-filled phantoms singing in pornosophical chorus. Their song will leave you silky, limp-lidded, stained, and strangely sated.
-Joanna Ruocco, author of The Whitmire Incident, Dan, and Another Governess
Loie Rawding's dazzling Tight Little Vocal Cords is ekphrastic, ecstatic, and epistolary. It is a story not so much of characters as of body parts: flesh, thighs, and tongues with their own language and desires. It is a story of departures and returns amid a lifelong quest for love and art. Referring to her subject-the modernist painter Marsden Hartley-simply as M, Rawding creates an aching portrait, both abstract and expressive, through prose blocks filled with color and light; through a chorus of Sailors; and through a series of letters from Yours Truly.
-Kelcey Parker Ervick, author of The Bitter Life of Bozena Němcová and Liliane's Balcony