this collection carries both the beauty of human resilience and the searing pain of postatomic burning carnage.
The poetry, like hope, is an obstinate and sturdy survivor, for 'what could i do but write songs.
' These verses often push the envelope, asking questions that make more sense than our grammar.
'are you out there in the stealth night on the edge of blue? listening/ are you loving me for sending you this fix of heartbreak/ slid down metal, taut and wound.
electric.
are you?'.
haunti.
Swimming With Elephants Publications Rock paper scissors, paperback/aja oishi
