Daniel Bailey has just released an ebook EAST CENTRAL INDIANA, which is a slick sick puppy of the gray variety and contains a nice contained set of poems creeped with inner-absurdity, meth smoke, & the bizarre made back-porch familiar.

Here are a few examples lines:

i’ve tried selling all of my belongings: my flame pants,

my fire couch, my incineration chamber,

but everything is obsolete here, even the expression

you used to show enjoyment when you ignited bats

Daniel does a certain mode of poetry I think more innovatively and with a stranger cull of images and lines than others that could be associated. This is a great read, and BEAR CREEK FEED is a great new source of ebooks.