Here, Skeet’s invasion of white space picks up where Eyes Bottle Dark left off and begins with the haunting image of a herd of 191 free-roaming horses found dead, thigh and neck-deep at a stock pond on the Navajo Nation, evaporated through extreme drought caused by “decades-long aggression by the United States and the changing climate”.
Within a faith tradition that sees only two genders, and from the purview of a small northern community, what can a young person know about themselves and their possibilities?
Their debut poetry collection, Stigmata, illustrates their prowess in queer theory, apophatic theology and poststructuralism that not only examines the tension between sexual deviancy and religion and how these two subject matters can have their own version of the profane,but also their thoughts and trying to make sense of their own being.
In pondering what to write about All Hookers Go To Heaven by Angel B.H., I kept coming back to the idea of joy.
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