You can be flip like Fred Astaire such that moves are all right. This is the curt mood you should feel when you read Christopher Mulrooney. His “solo” work is notebook and sheaves apart from his work in mag’s and journals like Combo, Quarterly Literary Review of Singapore, Janus Head, Savoy, Renditions, Retort, etc.

I want to say that his Christopher’s lowercase style and humor is a bit more accessible than e.e. cummings—and when your read ‘accessible’ don’t drop in the phrase “dumbed down.” Think of the indifference to being left out of an inside joke from a lofty intellectual and that’s what Cummings obtains with me. Christopher Mulrooney, his work, is here because he does not.