pCarol Harvey Steski's tenacious and unapologetic debut, irump flanki, explores the body in nature's many incarnations human, animal, plant, microbe, even chemical. The result is a fantastical poetic work that sheds light on what bodies--especially female ones--endure, probing the full range of experiences from pleasure and hope to deep loss and trauma.ppThese poems are piercingly humorous, sexy, and peppered with startling absurdities, but are grounded by an undercurrent of nostalgia and a soup on of feminist rage mercury reproduces like funhouse mirrors, oysters are whole notes dropped into eternal song, cancer is a surly character taking and discarding lovers, a domestic chore turns dark as a mother channels her inner Lady Macbeth. Lush imagery melds with organic rhythms to spawn a visceral experience, a tendon-and-muscle-driven engine that readers can feel racing within their own bodies.p