Coco Sinatra is a navigation of solitude, aging, and loss. It revels in life's daily magic-its "diamonds dipped in suntan oil"-while casting a clear eye at dysfunction. The reader stumbles into a family home being put on the rental market, a celebration of Christmas at a pub crawl. A few celebrity sightings are interspersed with the poignant confusion of Elvis and Priscilla holding hands in divorce court. These poems do not shy away from tragedy and violence as they pine for a chance at love and security. In the end, there is hope on a nostalgic train ride as "the future climbs like a ripe vine."
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