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Crystal J. Hoffman's debut chapbook is a journey through creation, evolution, Dada, and the haunting and haunted forests of a childhood full of characters once dead/from mining and meth.
We now have one hundred thousand species
of parasitic insects and not a single lion.
In disbelief I gather the pride
of my youth and build a fire.
We crawl on all fours widdershins
about the flames and into the woods
to roar thick and call up hidden beasts,
who we are sure must have merely buried
themselves in mud, stone, or bark to hide
from the sharp collapse of a measured end.
- from Where we Let Go
Crystal J. Hoffman was raised by a biker and a truck driver in the woods outside of a dead mining town. This explains why her most important accomplishments to date are having been reprimanded for climbing trees on three continents and nearly freeing a monkey within one week of assuming her first full-time teaching post. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Arsenic Lobster, Redactions: Poetry and Poetics, Strange Horizons, Whiskey Island, and WomenArts Quarterly. She cofounded and directed the TypewriterGirls Poetry Cabaret with Hyacinth Girl Press editor Margaret Bashaar for five years and spent the past year inducing the Cabaret Voltaire spirit in the Middle East while teaching creative writing at the American University of Beirut. Today she studies psychology, Kundalini, and the play-time rituals of her niece and nephew.