How does a poet describe a state in which her senses can't be trusted, when everything she sees and hears may be unreal? In these spare, unsettling poems, moving seamlessly between terror and unexpected beauty, Gloria Barkley draws us into that fractured, hallucinatory world. Line by line in stark, fragmented imagery she strips the experience to the bone.
But was it mental illness? After more than two decades the answer came: Gloria's body was profoundly reacting to the foods she ate and the chemicals added to them.