by Janet Buck
When you read Janet Buck’s Dirty Laundry, your eyesight will wane, you’ll feel wrinkles creasing your cheeks, you’ll mourn the dead, you’ll remember the meat of unavoidable plights, you’ll live with a disability and do anything & everything to erase that stigma. You'll probably see your bloodstains in this book—smell your own sweat—find glimpses of your own struggles and trials sitting in heavy baskets of towels as well. A habitat of suffering is a platform for gratitude as well as a forum for catharsis & unrelenting candor. As a writer, Buck urges readers to purge a ghost, but hang on to loss. Loss is a gift—for it says out loud--Love was here. That’s the part that’s infinite.