<p>'Amy Saul Zerby is a roller death derby of sharp and fast clarity ... [H]er poems convey a blast of sass and short punchy wonder.'</p>

<p>--Derrick Brown, Our Poison Horse (Write Bloody Publishing)</p>

<p>'The smart, alluring voice we encounter in Amy Saul-Zerby&#39;s Paper Flowers, Imaginary Birds is by turns zany, dark, casual, lyrical, angry, direct. I say voice, because these poems are constantly addressing us, implicating us as readers, as they map a psychological pathway through love, desire and pain always thrumming just beneath the surface. It&#39;s a sophisticated voice and entirely contemporary, having learned as avidly from Confessionalism and the New York School as from social media. It&#39;s a voice that longs for enlargement and anonymity at the same time; Amy Saul-Zerby&#39;s poems themselves become places for hiding and places for being seen: &#39;i am everything that i&#39;m not / when i am a poem in your hands.&#39;'&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>

<p>&nbsp;--Richie Hofmann, Second Empire</p>

<p>'Amy Saul-Zerby doesn&#39;t know what a clich&eacute; is. Her poems are strange new flowers bursting from all angles out of everything.'&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;</p>

<p>--Bud Smith, F-250</p>