Spanning nearly two decades, this book is a collection of the best of the poetry and short fiction of D.R. Baker. From dark, visionary meanderings through the netherworld to everyday musings, Baker paints works that are at once inspiring, brutish, sparse, and lush. Baker's voice is a clarion call with an electric chofar or a medieval yelp from an abstracted hell. He lets his reader fill in the blanks. Either way, no one can possibly leave the pages of this incendiary book without being transformed in some way. Two When infinity breaks into two, I hear the black Octave & the Disembodied whisper. Time is a strange Custom. The dead float on rings of smoke. Green calendars fall Around forgotten meals. There is no one there to Love you when you fall. Nonchalant mirrors reflect hillside murmurs. The daffodil, Like the waterfall, is sudden.