<p><em>The Shaky Phase</em>: luminous, melancholy, surreal, and hypnotic poems of vodka, velour, western&mdash;nature&mdash;trash, wolves, weird oscillations, and spectral shivers...Jessie Janeshek&rsquo;s second full-length collection is a louche, gothic journal haunted by television, drinking, and the desert.&nbsp;To enter <em>The Shaky Phase</em> is to enter a Twilight Zone of strange revenges, and of loss. But finally, it is to encounter poems that tone like falling stars, an uncanny space where words are matter.</p>

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