2017, Poetry - Creative Writing at The New School
Blue Jade Press, July 2021
Here there be Lunatiques in this city made of steel and bones, who wander the streets of New York City with their skins so boiling hot they could slip them off and keep on walking. This debut collection offers classic old-world storytelling paired with a touch of magical realism and surrealism of the modern city.
In the title story a moon daydreams about slipping on a smaller size to wander the streets on a hot day in June. A mysterious stranger hosts a party where the discarded live again on a moon made from the trash of the city. Death isn’t all so gloomy in a New York City where the dead celebrate life in a mad cap journey to the world of the dead and discarded. A mysterious estate on the Hudson haunts a young writer as she confronts the trauma of her past with the perilousness of her present. Drink in the stories of the dead from the grapes that grow above their graves.