Review by Emily Updegraff In Your Mother’s Bear Gun (River River Books, 2025), animal, vegetable, and mineral form much of each poem’s vocabulary. Like
It is March, and your grass has just returned. You are green, but nothing like your lush August self— full of daisies, periwinkle, Black-eyed
I woke up with the blues today, no, that’s not quite true, I woke up hungover from a dream—I know— you don’t want to
Behind the cafeteria dumpster on a humid April night, I was knighted by the fierce ones, Random Boy of Sorrows. It was the height