Praise for Lightsey Darst: "This is a vital poetry of the Deep South ripe with bones, blood and bogs, Snow Whites, Gretels and debutantes all stirred into a harrowing stew of lust, dusk and summer." -New York Times "A terrific collection. . . . Full of horror, bleak humor, and suspense, these poems read like mini-thrillers, daring you to put the book down." - Entertainment Weekly Desire & the page felt it. I told myself, something is happening. You could make weather happen then. Dear not only in dream life, dear never until storm.