Shit. For real.

Go read Christian Hawkey’s Ventrakl right now.

This book is not a poetry collection. This book is not a poetry translation. This book is something else entirely. This book is a strange & thick & meaty journey through a poet & his poems (both Trakl’s &Hawkey’s). This book is a fascination. This book is a mind-erasure. This book is a trampling. I was blown up by this book. I was riveted by this book. I was enthralled by this book.

This is a book to go read now.