If You Died Tomorrow I Would Eat Your Corpse

Poems of the Erotic, the Romantic, the Violent, and the Grotesque.
"Wrath James White's poems are red and wet love songs to a pillory, set to the beat of a flogging whip-the kind of sweet nothings Barker's Cenobites would whisper. If You Died Tomorrow I Would Eat Your Corpse is full of blood and sex and viscera. There are no safe words here."
-Bracken MacLeod, author of 13 Views of The Suicide Woods & the Bram Stoker Award nominated novel, Stranded
"An exquisite collection exploring the lubricious carnality of love, lust, and the nightmarish pleasure of being human."
-Jessica McHugh, author of The Train Derails in Boston
"Wrath James White conjures up a collection of hardcore horror love poems. They are raw, real, and wrong in all the right ways. This is Gothic Romanticism on steroids.
-Christoph Paul, author of Horror Film Poems & At Least I Get You < In My Art
"If Bataille had had an Instagram, if de Sade had met Clive Barker at a bus stop and gone back to his place, if you think art is not about making friends and Love is not about coming home alive, this is a book for you. At the bottom of all that blood, there's a tenderness."
-Cooper Wilhelm, author of Dumbheart/Stupidface