“I Cut My Nails For You, again, proves that women invented poetry. KD Sims’ debut collection smears Persephonic perversity with buoyant, babyish puppy play, settling like honey at the bottom of the teacup. Her poems drip Call Me By Your Name levels of nectar, but her directives are dry as the family bone I keep in a jar. If you’ve ever wondered what Schiele’s painted women might be whispering to each other, this book is for you. Sims is a triple sexed Edna St. Vincent Millay, the cool Carrara marble of Patricia Cronin’s Memorial to a Marriage. She writes tight words for loose girls. Let yourself be gayly pollinated. Get your mind topped by the velveteen. Cut your nails and use this book to masturbate. Hell, enjoy something! KD Sims sure is.” - L Scully, author of Self-Romancing
“KD Sims’ poems move from the mouth downward, through strata and sea, toward an accumulation of depth, not climax. The mouth is dominant and unstable, where language exposes the vulnerability of naming, a theology re-rooted in a desire that organises power, gender, and animal life. Thinking occurs with the teeth and nails, committed to remaining in the abyss long enough to be eaten by it (as ‘The apple [itself], never Eve’).” - Erin Honeycutt, author of Dear Enheduanna,
“In I Cut My Nails For You, KD Sims taunts and delights, pulling us into the gay underworld. Here, we are all fucking. We are all opened and pounded, reshaped by desire. These poems are meant to be read aloud in bed; an unmatched foreplay. Every hole is getting filled, again and again. These poems give and receive pleasure, in abjection and abundance. Exactly what we need.” - LA Warman author of Dust and Whore Foods
“Things that make me horny: the spit scene between Rachel McAdams and Rachel Weisz in Disobedience, an adult woman role playing as a bunny, college coeds. Scenes in KD Sims’ poetry collection: all of the above. The point is, even if the images that make me horny don’t make you horny, there will be something in I Cut My Nails For You that will make you horny.” - Riley Mac, author of In This Car
“I Cut My Nails For You, again, proves that women invented poetry. KD Sims’ debut collection smears Persephonic perversity with buoyant, babyish puppy play, settling like honey at the bottom of the teacup. Her poems drip Call Me By Your Name levels of nectar, but her directives are dry as the family bone I keep in a jar. If you’ve ever wondered what Schiele’s painted women might be whispering to each other, this book is for you. Sims is a triple sexed Edna St. Vincent Millay, the cool Carrara marble of Patricia Cronin’s Memorial to a Marriage. She writes tight words for loose girls. Let yourself be gayly pollinated. Get your mind topped by the velveteen. Cut your nails and use this book to masturbate. Hell, enjoy something! KD Sims sure is.” - L Scully, author of Self-Romancing
“KD Sims’ poems move from the mouth downward, through strata and sea, toward an accumulation of depth, not climax. The mouth is dominant and unstable, where language exposes the vulnerability of naming, a theology re-rooted in a desire that organises power, gender, and animal life. Thinking occurs with the teeth and nails, committed to remaining in the abyss long enough to be eaten by it (as ‘The apple [itself], never Eve’).” - Erin Honeycutt, author of Dear Enheduanna,
“In I Cut My Nails For You, KD Sims taunts and delights, pulling us into the gay underworld. Here, we are all fucking. We are all opened and pounded, reshaped by desire. These poems are meant to be read aloud in bed; an unmatched foreplay. Every hole is getting filled, again and again. These poems give and receive pleasure, in abjection and abundance. Exactly what we need.” - LA Warman author of Dust and Whore Foods
“Things that make me horny: the spit scene between Rachel McAdams and Rachel Weisz in Disobedience, an adult woman role playing as a bunny, college coeds. Scenes in KD Sims’ poetry collection: all of the above. The point is, even if the images that make me horny don’t make you horny, there will be something in I Cut My Nails For You that will make you horny.” - Riley Mac, author of In This Car
