you can still drown in the shallows - Softcover

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you can still drown in the shallows is the antithesis to traditional love poetry, offering the gritty, the gut-churning, the gross, and the pain of coupling. From cheating spouses offering marriage advice, to the innate fear below the surface in abusive relationships, being in love is pretty much never a version Disney would make into a film. The dark and perverse minds of the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen, on the other hand, would delight at the reality of the poems in you can still drown in the shallows. How does death play a role in our romantic relationships? What’s it like dating someone whose bipolar disorder hasn’t quite yet walked into the party? you can still drown attempts answers to these questions and much more.

Devon Fulford, EdD, is the author of the poetry collections thrum, (2026), hopscotch (2026), you can still drown in the shallows (2026), onus (2025), gulp (2024), the skin song (2024), and southern atheist: oh, honey (2021). She’s the faculty director for the Literacy Through Prose and Poetry at Colorado State University program, where she teaches writing. Visit her website: https://www.definwords.com/.

"There's no venom in Devon's poems, but there's a feeling of having survived the sour taste, of finding hard-won grace in the world's chaos and nostalgia. Threading the needle between love and sex, between dancing all night and crying all morning, between half-drunk confessions and half-whispered prayers, these spirited poems show incredible range as they seek a way through the mess and reach for better days."—James Duncan, author of Cistern Latitudes

“From the epigraph of Devon Fulford’s gripping new collection, we know we’re in a place of wreckage. There’s an insistence to it, one that splits us open even as it’s stitching us up. Boldly irreverent and unabashedly potty-mouthed, these poems challenge us to look closely at the broken world. Look at it, demands each speaker, like a dare. Blink and the poem wins. Sure, you can drown in the shallows, but there is nothing shallow here. Just ants in the honey, sin, and the rapture of the deep.”—Christy Prahl, With Her Hair on Fire

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