Black Achilles
"Such a small wound, such a huge nuisance, death. In Black Achilles, Curtis L. Crisler takes the very human suffering of a torn tendon and uses it to explore our love affair with convenience, our ever-growing cloak of invulnerability, our pining for youth, immortality—how we unhinge at its loss. It is b-ball and score, the opposite of frustration/fragility … weakness. It is crutches and numbness, swagger and 'what tender means.' All this with a deft rim shot, a language of swerves and dunks, rebounds and alley-oops."—Leslie Anne Mcilroy, Managing & Poetry Editor, HEArt (Human Equity through Art), and author of Slag