Reviews for How to Make Pink Confetti
Tzynya Pinchback’s How to Make Pink Confetti is a fierce inquisition of the world, one in which prosody meets the DEA, Neruda meets the twenty-first century, and a girl fights back, way into womanhood. Pinchback works impressively in a range of form, creating poems of musicality and repetition in poems such as “The Stick Figure’s Lullaby” or the fusion of Asian classics with the American Blues in “Lone Woman Blues Haiku.” Pinchback peppers prose poems with a spray of detail and fragments, reworking conventions. Even given its variety of form, this short collection manages great cohesion through autobiography and a running critique of women’s politics, as when Pinchback hilariously opines: “Femiwomanism (insert wave #__).” Throughout How To Make Pink Confetti,there’s a vivid stream of contemporary and sensory detail—dime bags, dealers, free credit reports, weed, plums, a “syrup of city air”—alongside startling statements such as “one less poem. one more fetus.” and “fucking death in your poems like splash of heavy cream in black tea,” all the way to the victory of the final word of the manuscript: pride.
— Alexandria Peary (MFA, MFA, PhD) author of Control Bird Alt Delete (2013 Iowa Poetry Prize), Lid to the Shadow (2010 Slope Editions Book Prize), and Fall Foliage Called Bathers & Dancers
“dear girl | someone | (I) | forgot to pack instructions | there’s blood though | graffiti | & misspelling of our names | there are voices | & hymns | a fatherless girl somersaulting on the docks | there is more blood | babies & abandoned wedding rings | there’s a cinnamon girl | a spicy figure | with riot hair & freckles | lips that tremble & churn like a wood chipper | recycling screams | & pink confetti”
—Stacy Michelle, author of dear Georgia. mother is a tornado: poems
“There’s an inspiring fever here. These words are sensual and sinewy, both lyrically venomous and innocently hunting—and what is innocence but a healing danger?”
—Kris Saknussemm, author of Private Midnight