Out of print, but buy it from abebooks.co.uk
I put tabs on the following poems
Jairus by Michael Symmons Roberts
Conversation by Mario Susko
Oh by C. K. Williams, in particular these lines:
“...gone, truly gone, and isn’t it unforgivable, vile,
to stop loving someone, or to stop being loved; we don’t mean to lose friends,
but someone drifts off, and we let them, or they renounce us, or we them, or we’re hurt,
like flowers, for god’s sake, when really we’re prideful brutes, as blunt as icebergs.”
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