A book that
forces you
to slow down,
soak in
the dense lines
one at a time,
word by word,
jabs and fragments,
until the language
of the book
is your new language,
breathing through you
like some kind of
personal hypnosis.
Harrowing in its enchantment
(or enchanting in its harrow?).
"Men withering on mom stalks /
Women choking down dad dust /
Small dogs coughing up divorce"
and
"Bulbous mold blooms
on spare room dreams"
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