This is Edward Dorn's last collection of poems, written while battling cancer and the drugs he took to fight the disease.
In a poem remembering Ed, his old friend Amiri Baraka described him: "Thin straight blonde Cowboy / Movie looking white guy with the mind / Of a saw." He didn't see Ed after his weekly chemo sessions or the day he weighed less than 130 pounds. But what Amiri said about him in the same poem: "I dug Ed Dorn because he would rather / Make you his enemy / Than Lie," stayed true until the end.
— Jennifer Dunbar Dorn, from the Introduction.