Book of Hours

Book of HoursBy: Kevin Young A decade after the sudden and tragic loss of his father, we witness the unfolding of grief. In the night I brush my teeth with a razor, he tells us, in one of the collections piercing two line poems. Capturing the strange silence of bereavement (Not the storm but the calm that slays me), Kevin Young acknowledges, even celebrates, lifes passages, his loss transformed and tempered in a sequence about the birth of his son: in Crowning, he

It’s a simple

alongside beautifully tender illustrations by Paola Escobar

and pool is all he knows

some immortal and some unknown

Cleopatra and her fierce navy

By: Radhika Sanghani     For those who grew up on Judy Blume—and graduated to Lena Dunham—a “hilarious”* debut

the currency is blackmail

utterly unremarkable…except for the dead look in his eyes

A single suspect with a solid alibi leads to a dead end—one even Alex Delaware’s expert insight can’t explain

and foreboding

where she falls in love with her mentor

is scared of Hank's haunted house