Blood and Guts in High School

Blood and Guts in High School is a novel by Kathy Acker. It was written in the late 1970s and copyrighted in 1978. It traveled a complex and circuitous route to publication in 1984. It remains Acker's most popular and best-selling book. The novel is also considered a metafictional text, which is aware of it status as a fictional piece. The novel is interested in exploring politics, history, theories, and writing.

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