Thanks, Nickole Brown and Leslie Ullman, for urging me to work ever harder on Maids, my first and probably only ever collection of prose poetry, which was named a finalist or semi-finalist this past year and a half for the Robert C. Jones Prize for Short Prose, the Slope Editions Book Prize, the Marie Alexander Poetry Series, the 42 Miles Press Poetry Award, and the Deborah Tall Lyric Essay Book Prize. And thanks, Randall Brown at Matter Press, who messaged me a week ago to let me know, simply, "Read it, loved it, would love to publish it." And Caroline Leavitt, New York Times best-selling novelist, who makes this generous remark: "Oh my God is the only way to begin this blurb for the always amazing Abby Frucht's stunningly inventive collection of gorgeous prose poems that read like connected short stories. Frucht limns the life of a girlhood lived amidst female household help, along the way delving deeply into class, race and longing. Deeply moving, funny, (the wordplay is delicious), Maids isn't just a book, it's a downright event."