At times, the starkness and simplicity of the poems is poignant. In Air Vents, Mockler wrestles with a sadly all too familiar social and political theme. The poem reads, I think about the shooting / because all shootings / are one shooting. I think / about all the places to / hide to avoid bullets: air / vents, storage lockers, / somewhere normal. The idea that all shootings are one shooting shows the absurdity of mass shootings being labeled with dates, names, and places, and instead, focuses on the loss that affects all. There is also the idea of helplessness, which is a common theme throughout the poems, and the idea of places where one can hide which, as it turns out arent many and aren’t all that feasible.’ – Heavy Feather