A book of poems that uses plain language to describe a surreal world in which police officers appear at a man’s front door for no apparent reason, asking about 40-year-old alibis or whether there’s too much happiness in the house. Body parts talk, and if you set out in a car or bus, there’s no telling where you’ll end up. Dialogue is simple: and then he said, and then I said, and then he said. Jarring and funny, beautiful and strange.
Return to the City of White Donkeys by James TateEcco, 2004
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