Anis Mojgani’s first collection holds swampy, powerful poems that are as exciting as the pocket knife you got for your birthday, the three legged frog on the lawn, and the jar of marbles your mother kept in the kitchen. Captured through the blue green filter of the bayou, Mojgani has drawn a map of the country in the shape of his wild surreal poems with the sound of the river underneath and the stars burning above. Tinged with the sound of crickets spying on us in the darkness, they move forward honestly, brutally and sweetly, leading us into briar patches as well as to the moonlight just on the other side of those thorns.
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