My friend

the artist

Tyler Barton

said the newest

poetry collection

from Bob Hicok

(who I interviewed

on this site

back in 2019)

felt “kinda

like a novel”

and I really

like that perspective.

It led to me

thinking about

Matthew Rohrer’s

The Others

and here we are.

I feel like

I read this

book

in a single

late-night breath.

A slow

steady

exhale.

A nice deviation

from Hicok’s

previous work,

while still packed

full of his

signature heart

and horror

and grief

and humor

and, again,

heart.