Smoking Glue Gun, 2015 (Publication currently unavailable.)

Dandelion Farm unfolds at once in the darkened jewel-box theater of the skull and on an expanse of lawn as full of green promise as the vowels in the name Mahalia. This series of cycling sketches recalls at once a score, a play, a novelette, a collage, a net for remembering, a spell for calling back. Like a dandelion or a player piano, it plays its delicate song on the points of its golden teeth.