Sublimely minimal and ecological like a womb’s pulse, Cute Girls Watch When I Eat Aether is sensually fecundating. Maria Hardin’s work is fresh, rich with verve, vim, and tautological and alliterated playfulness.
— Vi Khi Nao, author of War Is Not My Mother
Maria Hardin writes sonnets with open, weeping wounds in them: aching sonnets that swallow the world; sick sonnets; sonnets with a dreamlife of their own, sexily inflected with melancholy vernaculars of the internet’s lyric detritus.
— Maria Sledmere, author of Cinders