There are worlds we can imagine, but we live in this one: contingent and absurd. In her fi rst full-length collection, Sarah V. Schweig aims to capture something essential and universal about this faulted inheritance. These poems operate on the notion that the lyric can be discovered in scattered headlines, office-wide emails, road signs—the detritus of the everyday. But a poem doesn’t stop at found fragments; it creates something from them. These poems question and requestion what can be truthfully said, rediscovering the lyric in the very process of thinking, revising, and re-envisioning.