We Go Seasonal
Siek, Robert![We Go Seasonal](https://support.digitalhusky.com/media/annotations/sorted/276/27668056/CHSBZCOP0327668056.jpg)
Robert Siek's Manhattan is a city in distress, one that resembles, at times, a zombie apocalypse: 'a herd / of walking dead crowding you, / mouths open and moaning, two step on your toes.' 'Does anyone ever get used to this?' he asks. Siek loads his poems with the nightmarish grittiness of urban life. His lines expand, stretch to the limit, until it feels like they're going to split at the seams and it's all going to spill out, a blood-and-gut...