Publisher's Synopsis
There is no subtlety in this collection by poet Andrew Condouris. The garish light of day collides with the night, then breaks away. Truth is not something to easily bargain with, yet these poems tease it and even make it blush. The arsenal of textures throughout these works reveals a soul refusing to accept our collective amnesia by turning inwards and accepting whatever monsters he finds.
Written during the height of the COVID-19 pandemic, this collection reveals the persistence of a mind to gravitate between either fear or love, with no stops along the way. The villain or their victim do most of the talking, but it all comes from the same source: the elaborate, almost elegant, anxiety lurking in the American heart.
