“When my father encountered his strange merchant in the leather goods shop, he felt free to forge a kind of inside joke with the man. He felt free to belly laugh and drum his fingertips on the counter at the aphorism’s off-color punch line.” Anna Journey considers the closeness of strangers.
Poet Anna Journey follows “a kind of Elysian Ur-tricycle” through Catedral vegetal, Mexican Surrealist Remedios Varo’s sepiascape, finding the place where canopies establish, fracture, and slip for the willing traveler.