"In this debut collection, Van Landingham reinvents and refigures surrealism, which has always been one of the many fashions worn on the flamboyant runway of American poetry. I think of Dickinson's white dress and 'White Heat' in the presence of these poems, so formally various, too street smart to promenade the avenues without irony, but unabashedly emotive, no makeup. The book is haunted. The poet converses with her dead father and with former lovers, and discovers there is no antidote against any of it. In the penultimate poem, Van Landingham says, 'wild is a process / that has to be learned.' I don't know where she has learned such wildness, but she has learned it well." --Donald Platt
"Corey Van Landingham begins Antidote in thoughtful, measured denial---not, can't, nor, never mind, a place of soul and heart where you only 'think crossing over a body of water equals acquiring the other side.' Nevertheless, so much goes on to live in this fine book: litany, rage, grief, love, certain moments of startling ventriloquism then back to the real self restless, said to meant, hunting maps to hymnals, hawks and gulls and fevers, even 'the dirt's push & pulse' all overriding that first impossible no. 'People die when I'm not looking, ' this poet tells us. Good thing she looks." --Marianne Boruch
"Already I feel changed by Antidote--this heady, haunting new collection with its strange and seductive proposals. Corey Van Landingham takes us on an endlessly inventive, exhilarating journey that transports us past conventional perception and language, past 'the airspace for all the monologues worth flying from.' These poems hold us close and throw us far, plunging and soaring without turning away from the disasters at their hearts. This is the real thing: unflinching, urgent, luminous work. I will turn to it again and again." --Mary Szybist