"Timely, vicious and, at times, gleefully wicked, Huff's The Divine Flesh is a mashup of David Cronenberg via Clive Barker via Poppy Z. Brite. Readers better buckle up and submit to what's about to happen to them. It's for the best." —Steve Stred, author of Mastodon and Churn the Soil

"Take Clive Barker's lurid worldbuilding, mix in Chuck Palahniuk's audacious nerve, and top it off with Rachel Harrison's storytelling, and you have something approaching The Divine Flesh. With her sophomore novel, Drew Huff presents a book that roars, equal parts rage and redemption, terror and transformation. This is what modern horror should be doing." —Brennan LaFaro, author of Noose

"From the first page, this book grabs hold and takes readers on a full-speed acid trip that doesn't slow down until the very end. A superb blend of heartbreak and humor, body and cosmic horror, human suffering and love, Huff takes readers somewhere truly unique and strangely beautiful." —Emma E. Murray, author of Crushing Snails

"Comfort zone be damned. This is some no holds barred, indie horror right here. Huff puts pedal to metal before you can even strap on a seat belt. Still have whiplash from how she takes the turns." —Scott J. Moses, author of Our Own Unique Affliction