some ether

When both hands are empty what remains is Nick Flynn’s astonishing debut collection. In their roaming uneasiness, these poems enact the hypodermic activity of grief. We are guided by a stunning and solitary voice into lives that have spiritually and physically imploded. No one survives and still there is so much to be felt. Here is sorrow and madness reconciled to humanity.

―claudia rankine

Winner of the Levis Reading Prize from Virginia Commonwealth University; Finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize; Winner of a “Discovery”/The Nation Award; Winner of the 1999 PEN/Joyce Osterweil Award for Poetry