They say life is short. They didn't mention eternity is spent in a void, clawing at souls who jumped the queue.
Darren Hobson writes against the grain, delivering a poetic vision where language is mutilated, love is a chaotic, claw-marked battlefield, and nuclear history casts a shadow over your every move. From the terrifying logic of alien massacres on a desolate shore to the paranoid comfort of writing in solitary confinement, this collection drags the reader through the most uncomfortable corners of the human—and inhuman—experience.
If comfort and illusion are what you seek, look elsewhere.These poems are written to unsettle. Read them and discover the terrifying, hilarious worth of the words you thought you knew.