?Dimitrov is a vital new energy in American poetry.”?Los Angeles Review of Books
?Truth-telling, raw, fierce with feeling.”?Brenda Shaughnessy
?Dimitrov can sound at once hip and naive, devoted to the sincerities that other sorts of poets reject or obscure.”?Publishers Weekly
A divided paean to New York City and Los Angeles in the tradition of Frank O’Hara, Alex Dimitrov’s second collection intimately confronts love and its aftermath, through late-night longing and a daily wistful uncertainty that muses and wonders at what comes next. Through faded snapshots and snippets of conversations, these poems search for meaning in the strangers we meet on the street and the strangers with whom we share our beds.
From You Were Blond Once
I have a photograph?
when I describe it, you’ll know.
On a long train ride they sat and said nothing.
In a pocket, a ticket stub of two hours on a night five years ago.
If you left your life, what life would you leave for? Tell me.
A lot of terrible things used to make me happy.
For years, my friend looked for the perfect chair,
that space he wanted to be in.
Found it two summers ago?never sits in it?
Alex Dimitrov is the author of Begging for It (Four Way, 2013). He is the founder of Wilde Boys, a queer poetry salon, and ?Night Call,” a multimedia poetry project. He lives on the Upper East Side of New York City.