My mom would collect my laundry, so I wouldn’t have to do. Any plates or forks in my room, she would get those, too. My room was pretty messy, but she’d always clean it up. I never picked up the pop ...

With this volume that spans more than 20 years and six poetry collections, Perillo (On the Spectrum of Possible Deaths), a poet, fiction writer, and MacArthur Fellow, exhibits her range and depth in ...