Exploring the performative complexities of female embodiment, bell lap is a gorgeous muscular surge of linguistic athleticism and sensory endorphins. Athenian, mud-streaked, and spiked with adrenaline, this smart and sexy poem cycle running the course of a cyclocross race, caroms with imagistic verve and chiseled diction through rugged physical, gendered, psychological, and poetic terrains—glistening with sweat-sheened splendor and pure animal joy.
In bell lap, Laura Winberry takes you on a ride through ‘the carnival of cyclocross’ with her badass girl gang of spandex-clad cycling Eves in tow. These poems whoosh past you at lightning speed, blowing your hair back as you cheer on their unapologetically gutsy & gritty, joyful & vulnerable version of womanhood.
What a great book bell lap is. It races along and is racy and exhilarating and unapologetic for flinging mud into the air. Laura Winberry is Sappho on a bicycle.