MILK & HENNY by PETER BD
as the young man gazed up at the eclipse
“damn, i’m looking at
So begins acclaimed poet Peter BD's dizzying journey into the depths of the textual Self. From treatises on chicken to the moral quandaries of Winona Ryder, touchstones of the Now seep through Peter's verse like osmosis like milk through lace like the blinking of your fifth eye. Buoyant humor and steely irony congeal to form a wild combination which goes down easy but stays with you for the rest of the day.