and we were so far from the sea of course the hermit crabs were dead

<p>Lotte Reford's '<em>and we were so far from the sea of course the hermit crabs were dead</em>' is rooted in the confessional lyric but ultimately disrupts the confessional lyric through subject matter explosive language and just by being its hyperreal self. Reford's poems engage with a variety of subjects from modern art to dead mice and Keats' tubercular dying shit twisting and turning in stream of consciousness style and we were so far... is a roller coaster to ride up to the point of passing out.</p>