What a treat ! Cold Turkey Press publications have a flavor all of their own;
there’s a kind of wild, mad goodness about them – you know you’re going to be taken on a trip.
Somewhere edgy and dangerous. You may not get back. You don’t care.
You’re in the company of people who took lots of risks with their organs of thought, and took those cerebral balloons as high as they’d go.
To the outer reaches. Some burst, some floated back down with their observations –sometimes all in tatters.
That’s what I feel about Cold Turkey Press. Rich paper with pictures burnt right into them, the intestines of the poem at a glance.
You feel you’re sharing in the Cold Turkey’s vision, wherever that exotic bird is.
Heathcote Williams