Quaternity asks the reader to trust in words — the word itself and not what it supposedly signifies.  For the word itself can be a musical note and it can suffice (more than suffice!) that certain combinations sing.  The dictionary bows to Glassman and Murphy's seductive diction: "No curve to infinity can mimic bells."
                                                            —Eileen Tabios

These collaborative pages elaborate vocal colors and chord-changing arrangements of sensory elision: musics of meaning. Quaternity is "lubrication-lit," aglow with the sensual pleasure of its making.  Glassman and Murphy court rapture "where frogleaps suture kismet vines."

                                                               —Tom Beckett

In Quaternity, Glassman and Murphy cease to make the usual "third thing" of collaboration – art and meaning immanent in shared composition – the end.  Let the third be words and process, this material book, or tent camping, and start the box step waltz of four:  author, author, writing, lunge.

                                                           —Catherine Daly

Scott Glassman's chapbook offers simultaneously alien and quotidian glosses on the perils of existing alone and with others. Scott's take on the prose poem operates by way of arpeggios of contrapuntal phrases threatening to tear the form apart while giving them surprising rhythmic balance.

    - Mark Lamoureux, author of Astrometry
                                       Organon

Exertions is a syncopated riff on language, a banquet of prose poems whose phrases rub against each other sometimes like boulders, sometimes like tongues clicking against the palate, whose rhythms are those of quick, sharp breaths of air that leave us vitalized, alert.

    - Greg Djanikian, author of Years Later

I kept thinking of Deleuze & Guattari through the whole piece, as well as Rimbaud's "Je est un autre," i.e., the I is many others. The chapbook also made me aware of how the name can be used as a kind of knowledge ("I know him or her") and that the entire text was a massive compendium of the fluctuation of such knowledge. Interesting and engaging.

- Chris Rizzo, author of Zing