an excellent debut collection that forges an ecopoetics of appalachia to nyc — with the tenuous understanding that the speaker moves “step step step over stolen ground.” asks what a love letter to the world, what utopic longing can be in the face of state and interpersonal violence — without answers, but with the insistence on asking and finding joy, eros, and creativity on the way. standouts include red dirt garden goth girl (the mashup of lucinda williams and paul takes the form of a mortal girl i’ve always needed), nicotine libidinal, wound/vision. after a reading of imogen and some other nightboat authors, my friends and i were discussing how we felt so anxious about what the state of art that engages the pandemic is. seeing its outgrowth in the midst and aftermath of so much pain feels strangely rewarding, like a first park rave after over a year indoors. the ache doesn’t go away, but new stages of possibility and new ways to have fun emerge.