Alive to the beauty and anxiety of new worlds and people, Iguana
Iguana imagines a tough and tender soundtrack for tumbleweeds in search
of roots. Recursive, deliberate, and as adaptive as their titular
lizard, these poems invite us to listen so as to better hear "...the
sweet shriek / of those far-off trains you suspect are coming / to claim
you. To lay open the hills you haven't seen." Caylin Capra-Thomas writes
towards understanding the strangers we meet and knowing the stranger
within. In doing so, she maps a blueprint for "lay[ing] into the world
/ like it's good enough".