Sometimes, knowing a person is
home, preparing a salad, helps.

This debut collection of poems records the unanticipated images that crystallize as we contemplate the state of our lives in the small hours of the day. Inspired by the economy of the Western ghazal form, Erin Brubacher’s sparse poems chronicle the aftermath of a marriage and the many seemingly minor encounters which bring clarity, levity and a sense of pathos to our days.