Holy Week in Cave Country

<p class=ql-align-justify>Pack your hemp fabric Hawaiian shirts pop tarts and petticoats and join the family in <strong>Kimberly Sailor</strong>'s <em>Holy Week in Cave Country</em> for a pandemic Kentucky vacation! Progressive hip meets traditional rural in an intoxicating mash-up complete with Dollar Store meds and Facebook healing crystals when you need a little soothing after a long day's sight-seeing. Sailor's impressionistic sound-drunk tour-de-force lowers you down a zip-line into the rich poetic depths from which you'll emerge enlarged newly alive and thankful you've been fortunate enough to find caves / below your family's foundation.</p><p class=ql-align-justify><strong>     -Christopher Citro</strong> author of <em>If We Had a Lemon We'd Throw It</em> <em>and</em> <em>Call That the Sun</em></p><p class=ql-align-justify><br></p><p class=ql-align-justify><strong>Kimberly Sailor</strong>'s <em>Holy Week in Cave Country</em> carves meaning into shark teeth in cave tops and dares to ask: how did we get here above and beneath all these fossils? She enlightens us within her rich text showing us how we can all learn from children especially our own. She shares with us My daughter talks about Heaven so casually / you'd think she visits after school. A moment so tender and light you're grateful it was put to paper. <em>Holy Week</em> is bark bite and salve all rolled into one. A must read.</p><p class=ql-align-justify><strong>     -Han Raschka</strong> author of <em>Splinters</em></p><p><br></p>