I have never seen such a complimentary collection of photographs and poetry. Kudos to the photographer Natalie Zaman for lending darkly dulcet tones of cemetery scenes that help align a reader’s mood to the macabre prior to reading.

The text itself small, un-presuming and oddly mellow in it’s setting upon the page.
I have read several weighty pieces and am personally impressed by the talents of those involved.

To leave you with a favourite stanza:

It’s a stillborn picnic party
With celebratory discourse;
An orgiastic revelry,
Atop a pale horse.

That’s the tone in a nutshell.
Much enjoyed.