Rustin Larson's exquisitely crafted new collection mixes the ordinary, real world with surreal, fantastical visions. I arrive at a mansion / Surrounded by fallen branches/ And ice. / Inside are chairs / That resemble lions / Or laws / Or the boredom of kings. He reminds us of the magical realism of Gabriel García Márquez and Jorge Luis Borges: A piano, / With its keys locked under its cover, / Is some giant creature / At the bottom of the sea, /Waiting. Like a painter saturating the colors of Earth, exalting its geography from delirious beauty to war nightmares, Larson takes the reader on a dreamlike journey, filled with flashbacks, family memories, and ghosts. --Hélène Cardona, award winning author of Dreaming My Animal Selves / Le Songe de mes Âmes Animales.
