TRANSIT, Cass Eddington

"I keep showing up so you understand
this presence isn’t passing, love
collapses distance, airy thinness, the shit
I bury in the woods, the dregs sifted out
our excrement – nearer, my god
to the source, the dirt"

Cass Eddington is a poet, teacher, and editor. They curate vocationalpoetics.com — an accessible space for creative autonomy and radical communion. They transmit from Cheyenne, Ute, Arapaho, and Ochéthi Sakówin land (so-called Denver, Colorado) and can be found in-transit with their dog Jupiter.

$13, plus $2 shipping. 8.5” x 5.5”, 29 pages, stitched with red Irish linen. Covers printed on French Paper Kraft Brown card stock, copy printed on French heavyweight text paper. First edition of 50 copies. Designed by The Aliens.