Voices on the Wind Voices in Tribute
The Sun Is My Enemy by Susan Stevens The title of this poem is really the name of a book I'm writing about the inescapable quality of heat and how it cooks our bodies like the meat they are how we can't divest ourselves of enough clothes but can do the obverse in winter, which I think the best, most healthful season of all. Having heatstroke as a child killed my tolerance for unmitigated warmth. In summer, steep teabags in cold water.