Love Letter To Who Owns The Heavens

Love Letter to Who Owns the Heavens considers the way that the absence of touchin acts of war via the drone, in acts of love via the sext, in aesthetics itselfabstracts the human body, transforming it into a proxy for the real. What love poem / could be written when men can no longer / look up? this book asks, always in a state of flux between doubt and beliefin wars, in gods, in fathers, in love. Through epistolary addresses to these figures of power and others, these poems attempt to make bodies concrete and dangerous, immediate and addressable, once again.