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Millennial Roost

by Dustin Pearson

With an Introduction by Jericho Brown!

 

A LOOK INSIDE:

 

Mr. Hen

Scientists suggest that hairs
on the human body are merely
modified scales or feathers.

The feathers on chickens
are plucked from the body
with paraffin, or are singed.

I met a chicken once. He didn’t say
much. He chased me to a closet. He showed
me around. He followed me home.

He taught me how the skin
on my back and belly lifts, folds, pulls
from the bone, and rolls like dough.

Each time was different, each time at the end
I told myself he was laying the egg.
Each time he was equal pitch, chicken, and monster.

I think I’ll look him up.
I think I’ll write him some letters.
I think I’ll call him Mr. Hen.

 

 

 

HYPE

Humor and terror bind themselves to one another in this wonderfully odd debut by Dustin Pearson. As much as these poems are anxious and anguished—“Make them describe it end to end”—they are also tender and redemptive—“I’ve been waiting for you/and this closeness we wouldn’t abuse.”  But Millennial Roost is never apologetic in its truth-telling or its disappointment at a world that goes on once such awful truths are told. How do we live through (and live on!) after violation? Pearson’s surrealist vision is itself a metaphor for the lie that physical resilience saves us from mental anguish. This is a beautifully necessary book.

–Jericho Brown, author of The New Testament

 

“Is this the kind of thing that excites you?” In Millennial Roost, abuser and reader alike are implicated in the hatchling corruptions of a boyhood in peril. Through a series of epistles and lyric ruminations, debut poet Dustin Pearson delivers a new and necessary inventory of desire and trauma. Here, in poems that map the exposed terrain of a young heart and body at odds, it’s the language of progeny, that ancient animal violence, which delivers brilliant control back to the victim, who grows stronger with each unruffled disclosure. A book that stalks its demons across time and behind endless closed doors, this collection is as dazzlingly beautiful as it is just. A pitch-perfect incubator for our own salvation.

–Damian Caudill

 

Sometimes there is a bravery of lyric content and language in a first book that must be accompanied by brilliant states of mind and fierce imagination. Millennial Roost is best described in these terms. Though, of course, Pearson surprises us at most every turn with an element of happiness, clearly rooted in a vivid childhood. What a startling and original work Dustin Pearson has given us. This is a great book.

–Norman Dubie, author of The Quotations of Bone

 

Dustin Pearson’s debut collection, Millennial Roost, is exemplary of lyric alchemy at its most powerful. In Pearson’s hands, the stunning story of a young man’s fateful encounter with someone he dubs both “chicken and monster,” who threatens his very being, is transformed into parable by his capacity to name his enemy. “I think I’ll call him Mr. Hen,” he says simply, casting cowardice as the evil heart of predation. His ability, as it turns out, is the ancient power of the poet-shaman. In Millennial Roost, Pearson alchemizes the lead of trauma into the gold of song.

–Cynthia Hogue, author of In June the Labyrinth

 

The poems in Millennial Roost are devastating. In a series of epistles, the speaker addresses Mr. Hen, an allegorical predator, in order to defy and mock and query and dismiss him. “I survive you,” the speaker says. This is a phenomenal debut.

–Jillian Weise, author of The Book of Goodbyes