marla "mouth" taviano

mouth

my dad gave me that
nickname back when 

I was in high school 
and barely even cussed

I’m so tickled that I’m 
finally growing into it

*

^ This is the title poem from my newest book.

She’s tiny (4”x6”) but packs a punch. 65 new poems, most of which feature the word “fuck” and/or me mouthing off/clapping back at folks who are not one bit happy that this particular word is in my mouth.

(here’s a short video of me talking more about her)

I’m trying a new experiment where a bunch of poems come flooding into my brain, I write them down, I make a book, and I only print 100 copies of it total, then look for my people who might want to buy it.

*

my people

those who use the 
word fuck liberally

and 

those who let others 
live their fucking lives 

*

The book is $15 + $5 shipping and comes with a handmade thank you card and 5 pieces of f-art (your choice!).

As of this writing (9:40pm on Wednesday), 61 of 100 books have already been claimed. If you’d like one before they’re gone, leave a comment and I’ll email you details. (Or DM me on IG.)

I’ll leave you with this:

fascism is here

y’all are worried 
about the wrong 
damn f-word