A review by zarvindale
Tonight We Slurp in Color by Andrea V. Tubig

5.0

I am not exaggerating when I say this is the best poetry collection ever published. This is imaginative yet depraved, humorous yet troublesome, welcoming yet disrespectful. This is meant neither for the faint-hearted nor the morally upright. Andrea V. Tubig doesn’t give a single fuck about the sensibilities and celebrities she might offend with her poems. She knows damn well what she’s written, and she tells you that from time to time throughout this book in a self-reflexive manner only wicked individuals like poets can demonstrate. I’m starting to think she is the Angelo V. Suarez of female Filipino poets: her debut poetry collection was published before she earned her bachelor’s degree, plus the level of sex drive she displays here is the same level of sex drive Suarez displays in his second book. (Not to mention that their middle names start with the same letter, plus the title of her book has the same number of words as the title of Suarez’s second book.) Talk about a start! Tubig’s brain can be a subject of study by scientists and writers alike for the way it comes up with images that only sinners can come up with but even the most prude reader can understand.