rebel/blonde is Orlando by way of Andy Warhol. Set in the Hollywood of the 50s and 60s, rebel/blonde is an exploration in the performativity of gender and an attempt to question the notion of a fixed self. rebel/blonde is death, sex, and disappointment. It is the peroxide hum of existential loneliness; that longing to be seen & loved that we carry with us from our first breath to our last. rebel/blonde is the possibility of coming up empty.
Meghann Boltz is a poet living in Buffalo, NY. She recently completed an MA in Creative Writing: Poetry at the University of East Anglia and her work has appeared in Cosmonauts Avenue, Peach Mag, glitterMOB, Bad Pony, Lor, and Dream Pop. rebel/blonde is her first chapbook.
These poems are tender little punks that speak precisely to how beautiful and terrible living is. Meghann Boltz makes me feel drunk on the world, on its ordinary opulence and excesses. A stunning book!
– Sophie Robinson
The speaker in rebel/blonde is the becoming of that which can be imagined, but never apprehended, as concrete as phantasia, the passed-off shapeshifter. Assertive, helpless, powerful: a neon demon whose confessions stream like the traffic down Sunset Blvd. In rebel/blonde, Meghann Boltz has given deranged pleasure to the task of outlining that which cannot be outlined, that identity which is not one, but a crowd unto itself, deranged as une chanson of pepsi and coke, the “I” that cuts a lock of hair from their mother’s head straight out of the casket.
– Ben Fama
As in Kenneth Anger’s Hollywood Babylon, rebel/blonde mixes a brew of filmstar gossip and what we used to call “gender confusion” to magical ends. Meghann Boltz plays that slash mark between “rebel” and “blonde” like a great conductor or math genius–it twitches, it divides, it clings and cleaves and fractals, bringing together a great chorus of “I want,” and diminuendo, a whisper of “I used to be desperate.” Not since I encountered the work of Kay Gabriel and Lourdes Figueroa have I been so taken by a poet new to me, nor one as ready and able to take on the stars and the planets.
– Kevin Killian
Meghann Boltz’s poems reveal with ease how the smallest puddle reflects all stars. I love this book, it sweeps me away every time I go to it.
– CA Conrad