Anna Percy was born and educated in Norfolk, but has lived in Manchester for more than a decade. In 2010, she co-founded Stirred, the influential pro-feminist collective which organises poetry performances and writing workshops throughout the north-west of England. Her award-winning poetry is written for both the page and the stage, is often pastoral, occasionally surreal, and an exercise in hope for sexual equality and an advocacy of women's rights..

Lustful Feminist Killjoys by Anna Percy & Rebecca Audra Smith
Lustful Feminist Killjoys
[Anna Percy & Rebecca Audra Smith]
adult poetry
ISBN 978-0-9932370-4-1 | 74pp | 2016
rrp £8.00 | ebook £5.99

Flapjack Press
Central Books

"We are killjoys, painting portraits
of tulips in full-bodied growth,
when you ask to see us naked
we hand you an album of flowers."

By turns tender and intimate, forthright and unabashed, the lustful feminist killjoys explore inclusivity, equality and identity to combat imposter syndrome and patriarchy.
An eloquent collection about desire and loss from the founders of Stirred feminist collective.

"This collection is legs open and unapologetic, it's warm and echt, a charming celebration of the female experience." - Keisha Thompson, poet, singer & theatre practitioner

"Extraordinary, delicious and passionate. Lustful Feminist Killjoys is a deeply enjoyable collaboration... inviting the reader to re-evaluate their place in the world." - Janet Rogerson, poet

"As bracing as a sharp wind on a bright winter's day. Sexy, funny, forceful." - Dr Rebecca Bilkau, poet & playwright

"This collection is anything but killjoy. These are poems putting women in art, legend, literature, and life squarely in the female experience instead of the usual male gaze. Sexy, stunning, and perfect. Anna and Rebecca's work here is exhilarating - LFK is a necessary book." - Kate Garrett, writer & editor

Anna recites 'Wearing Sexuality'.

Judy Gordon reviews Lustful Feminist Killjoys at Write Out Loud.

Cover art by Hebe Phillips.

Livid Among the Ghostings by Anna Percy
Livid Among the Ghostings
adult poetry
ISBN 978-0-9576639-0-9 | 68pp | 2013
rrp £7.50 | ebook £4.99

Flapjack Press
Central Books

Love, loss, losing your mind...
Perceptive and affecting, intimate and accessible, Anna Percy's first full poetry collection is a passionate declaration featuring many of her prize and slam winning poems.

anna percy by sara ellis

by sarah peploe

"An assured and potent exploration in blue of the littoral zones between city and country, love and leaving; the places where light and shadow lay bruised in each others arms." - Adam Horovitz, poet

"Adventurous and truthful in equal measure and by turns tender, angry, grief-stricken and joyful, sometimes within the turn of a line. These poems will move you and make you think." - Steven Waling, poet & reviewer

"A savage lyricality that lifts the beauty of brokenness and the brokenness of beauty to a transcendence of glorious primary colours." - Dan Holloway, Eight Cuts Gallery

"Full of warmth and insight and connection. This poet sings a deep sexy note, you feel it in your chest, where the heart lives." - John G. Hall, poet

The Woman Who Was All Used Up
from Livid Among the Ghostings © Anna Percy, 2013

First pluck out your eyes
no longer see lascivious stares or sneers
men pantomiming your breasts
on their own flat chests:
your fault for having a comical body
for being other
your eyelashes were likely to be too pale and short
and the iris not the startling uniformity of contacts.
Van Gogh both your ears
no longer hear men clamouring
for your attention
trying to persuade you into car seats
no longer hear bitch when you don't respond
no longer hear the latest ad for ridding yourself
of those unsightly underarm wrinkles.
Take off your breasts
that outward provision of femaleness
an abundance
a lack
not enough in common with silicone.
Lock your cunt up in a box
nothing left to grope
or aim for between the legs
then unscrew those legs at the hip joints
those shapely ankles
those thighs
always too much in the thigh
the wrong texture
all that hair
those visible veins
the beastliness of a functioning body
pumping away growing hair
oxidising exuding odours
shedding skin cells
modern beauty is stasis.
Feel strange men breathe down your neck on the bus
flay yourself
save on your make up bill.
Remove all that lovely adipose tissue
curved muscle
dismantle the skeleton
those sexy bones beloved of billboards
and leave only:
those ugly pumping veins and the unnoticed brain.

Cover & illustrations by Sarah Peploe.

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