day notes of secrets

<p>Mukavetz paints impressionist poetry in words loaded with fresh sheets and unsewn pocket buttons. These poems vary between tug-of-war and darts on a day in May when everything means more than it seems. Her work is simultaneously sparse and luscious changing as autocorrect from live to love urging us to look a little closer a little deeper to see the loss that surrounds us and still celebrate the geraniums.</p><p><br></p><p>- John Reinhart</p>