I just read this book and was spellbound (as the title certainly predicted, in my case). I also admit to suffering a huge case of 'poem envy' reading Emma Trelles' book. She's good! She's better than good. It's a book that let me walk along with her and want to continue that walk long after it was over. 
 In 'From The Shorecrest, Miami Beach' she says 
 You wrote your way out of central Florida 
 land of camshafts and juke-punch palms 
 an otherness so thick it sealed 
 your mouth with alien-dust. 
 Mine was a death-by-Cuban-good-girl rules: 
 And in 'Chicken Lady' 
 You pay a price for spackle and spit, 
 for rent, Raid, utilities. Then the drop-kick fee 
 no one tells you about for living 
 in the guts of your city. 
 It can pick your skull clean. 
 and further down, after she moves... 
 guilotine window and invisible neightbors. 
 The cats are collared, the garbage doubles as sculpture. 
 I could go on, but will just say, buy this book. You won't regret it! 
 Pris