Lewis's prose poems dazzle with linguistic fever, embodying anxiety's race to come to grips with our moment before it strangles us. The American belief in infinite possibility has handed us the ultimate responsibility to be in charge of absolutely everything, the poems cheerfully assure us, then asking, so why do we feel so frantic and confused? Says Rae Armantrout, It's a bleak, funny litany of non-viable positions -- ground zero crumbling beneath flying feet. Maureen Seaton adds, From all and every point of view, Susan Lewis creates a stunning vision that opens up our weary minds to heal.