Magee captures some of the energy and verve of Dickinson's best poetry, using Internet searches to more or less re-construct her work. Imagine Dickinson as a 21st-century flarfist. Here's Magee's poem “142”:
Baby has ripped — up Her nightie!
“A sustained — Work — Of Terror —
Elegant, sensual, erotic, bloody!”
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It's fun, exciting, surprising stuff, but there's a certain same-ness to the poems (this is one of the best), which start to seem indistinguishable very quickly, even though they continue to hold interest.