October Sequence 1-51

This poem this act of fragmented writing isn't located anywhere particular but within itself. A scrolling well-crafted stream of consciousness. It accumulates and disperses accumulates and disperses then bifurcates and accumulates further. Surprise. You can juxtapose anything with anything else and find resolution. Word-filled bubbles emerge rise and pop all around your reading. Sheila's a phrase collagist pushing opposing forces together. A startling diarist. A collector of commentary of the day of the eyes of how the real unravels to extra uncommon clarity. This will take you places jarring and jagged awkwardly familiar like deja vu and unexpectedly new. This book is that. - Nico Vassilakis.