The poems in Heather Sullivan's Method Acting for the Afterlife bring me to a world of Donny and Marie songs, of hollowed out oak trees, to a world of "unseen demons and/long dead ghosts pushing addiction and/melancholy." As only a master poet can, Sullivan blurs that line between the seen and the unseen, the living and the dead. As the "toll keeper of existence," the poet connects us with "everything that I've lost forever." Loss is ever-present,...
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