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S.A. Harper has never participated in a slam poetry competition. But make no mistake: the poems in this collection have the blunt, staccato truth of slam. Without a doubt, Harper's poems about sex are meant to be read aloud. These are poems that have the rhythms of your - of everyone's - daily desires. They have the beats of sexting and Craigslist hookups, of Tumblr and porn. These are poems of young love, of blind passion, of romance and threesomes and lonely solo nights. Harper's poems can also contain quiet beauty and tenderness. And even haiku about sex often have humor.

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S.A. Harper has never participated in a slam poetry competition. But make no mistake: the poems in this collection have the blunt, staccato truth of slam. Without a doubt, Harper's poems about sex are meant to be read aloud. These are poems that have the rhythms of your - of everyone's - daily desires. They have the beats of sexting and Craigslist hookups, of Tumblr and porn. These are poems of young love, of blind passion, of romance and threesomes and lonely solo nights. Harper's poems can also contain quiet beauty and tenderness. And even haiku about sex often have humor.
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Autorenporträt
S.A. Harper hails from somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon line and currently lives somewhere unfortunately too far north for a decent oyster po' boy. Harper's first erotic story was written in middle school and involved a distracted and inattentive graduate student, several maraschino cherries missing from their jar, and a telltale trail of sticky pink running down a lover's pale white thigh. There is a slight possibility that Harper isn't so much an erotic writer as a writer in need of a hearty snack.