"These poems and songs are from THE MIRRORMAKER, a book-plus-album that relocates the myth of Echo and Narcissus to Bob Dylan's hometown in Minnesota's Iron Range. The collection is forthcoming from Milkweed Editions, and serves as a counterpoint to Laidlaw's debut collection THE STUNTMAN, which was published by Milkweed last year." —Brian Laidlaw
In my dream it's over & over again: my brother becoming a tree: his lips going wooden & striped with pine grain, his feet turning to roots & finding creases in the floor from which he becomes immovable. His broad human shoulders smooth even with his neck, his face widens, & whatever words I try to say to him, his needle ears do not hear, twitching silently.
Two ten-inch phonograph records, Bluebirds going white, that won't give up their music. My uncle's perfect clothbound book that opened the secret of electric growth. My mother's gap-toothed tortoise combs.