“Jennifer Nguyen’s collection, When I die slingshot my ashes onto the surface of the moon, is a haven for lonely souls, insomniacs, the abandoned and the forgotten. It is both blanket fort and paper boat. I want to curl up within her words, like a cat. Jen’s poems remind me to pay attention, to be gentle to myself and to others. Self-deprecating, funny and sincere, they retain a childlike awe.” - Shu-Ling Chua, Australian Poetry Journal

'Poetry is / can / be anything … everything,' says When I die slingshot my ashes onto the surface of the moon. She is sleepy, but they cannot sleep. It is 4:44 a.m. loneliness, this restlessness. The soft hue of blue from the TV bathes the room via a 24/7 lo-fi livestream. ‘Poems are troubled into existence’ – When I die, she read that somewhere, but cannot remember where, but it has stayed, it is the underpinning of this book and all that contains with/in/out. Where did these bruises come from? The heart, the brain, the heart, the soul? How do I live? How do I keep on living? I don’t know, is the honest answer. I must, is the honest honest answer.

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First edition. Perfect bound. 78 pages.

ISBN: 9780648147565

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