"Sutured with strange, glittering sentences fat with music and intelligence, the flung you negotiates the kinetic, violent, vigorous dance of existence. Anderton writes with both exuberance and ferocity, conceiving poetry 'Stung with nocturne, shy /And savage.' Employing tongue and teeth motifs as emblems for the unsaid and the sung, her poems spit, bite, lick and soothe. Adroitly coupling the revelatory with the mysterious as it fuses images of blood owls and 'red, wet guts' with 'pearled birds' and bowls of stars, THE FLUNG YOU is a dark beautiful beast 'soldered in shimmer.'" --Simone Muench