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"Promise me the rich can't sleep," Joseph Lease begs in The Body Ghost, offering poems as light on the page as nursery rhymes, and as powerful as prayer. These poems conjure up the body in pain, the body politic in collapse, and the strength of all that connect us.
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"In The Body Ghost, Joseph Lease pares back the flesh of his verse until all that remains are the ethereal and essential bones."
Arkansas International
"[Lease's] lyricism is strong, stubborn, and won't be diluted."
Galatea Resurrects
"[A] mystical, transportational, and reconfiguring text."
Interim