The frank, raw lyrics of Dana Goodyear's second collection draw on the scenery of Los Angeles--the teenagers, vagrants, pornographers--and the beautiful decay that serves as an insistent reminder to them all. The poems are unsparing but tender, candid but sly, and open to the force of nature on an individual human life.
from "Wildfire"
We want this.
The end to sleeping, the bittersweet
arousal, the peeling back, the soft bath
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