4:41

4:41 travels through the aftermath of a minute with the brutal urgency of a rescue dog searching a minefield for survivors. With sparse, startling imagery, a deft interweaving of modernity and antiquity, and Dickinsonian experimentation with capitalization and form, Sean Glatch introduces us to a love that is sometimes tender but more frequently violent in its intensity. For the reader struggling with their own ghosts--and who isn't?--4:41 is both painful and cathartic, like heat drawing poison from the wound.