<p><em>&nbsp;Buena Suerte in Red Glitter</em> resonates with the spiritual and secular hunger of a Johnny Cash album. Craven&rsquo;s poetry roams the raw edge of suburban Los Angeles raising a full glass in the transcendent haze of the bars of Manhattan. Inflamed with intoxication loss longing visceral anger and celebration Craven&rsquo;s poems launch the reader on a journey forward. These lyric and prose narratives should fill the jukebox in your corner bar and be played loud on a Saturday night.</p>