This is remarkable–the start of the poem “On her having arrived”:

“He thickets in. He thickens. The AA

meeting ran late: he brandished a BB

gun and the cops were called. Shot ten CC’s

of something slowing in him….”

Poet Hannah Sanghee Park goes on like this for a few stanzas, throwing letters about like alphabet soup. Read the whole and get more of her work here. See this also: “The Same-Different” (via Aaron Belz)