Birth Center in Corporate Woods

In Birth Center in Corporate Woods, BJ Soloy channels the noise and pain of contemporary American life as well as anyone writing today. With scalding precision, these poems roam across our burned-over landscape of jargon and bad faith, finding moments of fragile domestic beauty amidst the horror. It is, at its core, a love story, one defined by a nearly telepathic empathy that conjures the ghosts of the New York School poets on a Midwestern road trip. This is a brave and thrilling book.

–Andrew Martin