In this entirely unheimlich debut, Lara Glenum enters the stage of American poetry like a Fritz Lang glamor-girl-cum-anatomical-model, swinging a string of what might be pearls.... The operating chamber is an operating theater, the stage set of the body indistinguishable from the other institutions that make our provincial village hum: mental hospitals, martyrs’ shrines, finishing schools. In an era where the term “surreal†has all the potency of a wink and a nod, Glenum recovers the political intensity and daring of the Surrealist project.