Waiting for the light to hit it just so: Alan Fyfe’s G-d, Sleep, and Chaos

G-d, Sleep, and Chaos — Alan Fyfe's debut poetry collection — begins with something. The something calls out. But then the something doesn’t tell. The something remembers something: Egypt. Then the something feels around for something in a body of water, for “angel’s teeth in the sand at the bottom” (in “Eulogy for Hasan”). The something is grief ... The post Waiting for the light to hit it just…