I drew a map of America on a little cocktail napkin. I asked all the questions Grandma had already answered for herself. I used to be a child who climbed fences into the fields and frolicked with the mice and the daffodils. And I met a Honduran man named Eustace who sported a bushy mustache.
In this eclectic collection, Hayden Sidun wanders through taverns and treasure boxes, canyons and downtowns, hoping to find somewhere he belongs. Across 26 poems, Straight Line explores home, faith, medicine, and music in a world littered with cracked doors and crooked roads. From dodging a flaming coconut to hugging the local nutcase, Sidun's poetry will leave you wondering whether a straight line really exists at all.