A wry and dark debut of sharply compressed lyrics by a precocious new voice in poetry.
"Despite Goodyear’s gift for wordplay, she is at base not a poet of revenge but one of loss and love—of sentiment frozen by insight. . . . Honey and Junk packs a terrific punch." — New York Times
"With talent this apparent, the heart will always have room for more from [Goodyear]." — St. Louis Today
"Haunted, ruthless, tender—scary-cool and edgy-smart. . . . The most breathtaking debut in years!" — J. D. McClatchy