Praise for Family Album

Schoonebeek's dark and percussive series of poems cracks the unconscious of the every-family. A god with jock itch, a son made of silence, the deadbolt night, the dirt, the milk and piss align paratactically to create a haunting portrait of ominous intimacy and American detritus. Let them unmake you.

Melissa Broder

Paging through Schoonebeek’s Family Album is like discovering a glowing scrapbook in the broke down junk shop of Americana. Uncovering the “heart of sawdust” and then brilliantly dismantling the dysfunction of family, country, and history, this collection opens sad but then tumbleweeds into an exhilarating and gorgeous lawlessness. Family Album is ghost town bondage: lonesome and painful, but so hot you won’t want it to stop.

Lynn Melnick