Cat’s poetry is the perfect manifestation of her singular persona。 It’s outrageously funny, bold, unafraid, absurd, unadorned and somehow consistently profound。 I belly-laughed involuntarily throughout, was repeatedly moved, and mostly marveled at her deliciously unique voice。” —Ben Platt
“This book is a party & at the party you meet somebody who is hilarious & charming (but also hot & smart!) & the reason you’re together is because you’re both a little sad in a modern way plus the outlet is there & your phones are both at 12 percent。 After reading this I wrote seven million things I’ve always been meaning to but hadn’t yet because I felt I didn’t have permission & that is what these poems gave me: permission to be the freaky little bitch I’ve always been, searching endlessly for something more。” —Melissa Lozada-Oliva, author of Peluda
“Does anyone chronicle and lampoon millennial ennui as hilariously, as vulnerably and as bitingly as Cat Cohen? NFW TBH。 I’m a stan!” —Alan Cumming, author of Not My Father’s Son