The opening poem, "Better Belief," captures homelessness with a bite that leaves scars: "A cynic. A bastard./ A parody of our times./ I love you all...". "Falling Together Again" reminds me of the kind of relationships that make talk show audiences cringe with fear--an on again, off again neurotic messes that go in circles, carrying love in fucked-up cycles of despair. "Just Breathing" disputes suicide, casting it against the living dead. And that's only the first page in this chap..--Oberc
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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