Prose poems and flash fictions revealing the heart-wrenching, absurd, life-changing nature of living through Covid, political chaos, and personal upheaval.

Peter Conners' unique blend of prose poetry, flashfiction, and other spare poetic forms pays witness to the heart-wrenching,absurd, life-changing nature of surviving a global pandemic during one of themost politically and culturally divisive times in American history. As adivorced father living in a blended family with 4 children, navigating a newmarriage, and also caring for elderly parents, pandemic restrictions and theirattendant scary weirdness hit hard. After a decade of publishing highly regardednonfiction books about music and counterculture, Conners knew that only poetrycould do these strange days justice. The result is Conners' first prose poetrycollection in a dozen years. Moving from raw personal poems like "One of youwent" and "My father wanders" to overt political rants "The beaches are filled"and "Welcome to the last" to comically absurd flash fictions like "Superhero"and "Hello, my name is Larry" to meditations on relationships ("A small house;""The old husband") and spirituality ("If each martyr;" "Love everyone"),Conners strikes all the rich notes that illustrate our humanity, desire forlove and connection, and striving for a rebirth that awaits just beyond theedge suffering.

"Part Tao, part surrealist dialogue, Peter Conners has penned a book of precise yet effusive runes from the well-gnawed bones of a man reflecting upon his family and nation at midlife. Here we have poet as citizen, philosopher, father, humorist, husband, we have the pandemic (in actuality and as metaphor), we have passing time, memory, 'our whole dumb history,' the theater of self with its 'copious technical difficulties.' These are minimalist and thin-trimmed parable-like stories, dialogues, and beautiful confessions that in the end haggle down the price we've paid through the last brutal years, encouraging the reader to take our problems and 'Feed them to the squirrels. Those little fuckers will eat anything.'"
-Sean Thomas Dougherty

"What you know after reading only a handful of these poems is that they have the ease, and share the privileges, of being loved and cared for by a master - not as common a thing in American poetry as you might think. This is an end-of-days story for precisely our times, presented formally in a fluid blending of at least three distinct genres, managing to celebrate them all to rich effects. These poems capture a litany of almost microscopic moments, resolute in how they are illustrative of our stunningly particular days. I love this book and I want you to read it if you care about looking closely at who we are by looking at who we have been."
-Bruce Weigl

goes beyond life's edges, and not only in suffering. This brilliant collection by Peter Conners is a genius book of our times, with masks and viruses, nasal sprays, elixirs, diseases, and exams. It is deep and poignant, with lovely and surprising sparks of humor: a tiny porcelain woman, plays in language: bodies, memories, dreams. Diamonds. Martyrs. Prayers and non-prayers. Genesis and ribs. Fathers and mothers and a son and daughter. Crying Superheroes. Weeping willows. Mosquitos and monkeys and the highest house number in America. This collection is so holy-ghostingly good, it will continue to stay with you."
-Kim Chinquee

. His books have been published by White Pine Press, Da Capo Press, City Lights, Cornell University Press, Starcherone Books, and Marick Press. He lives with his family in Rochester, NY where he works as Publisher and Executive Director of the award-winning independent publishing house BOA Editions. His website is: www.peterconners.com