From the intersection of public and private fear, Kerri Webster&;s award-winning collection speaks of anxiety and awe, vanishings and reappearances. A city both rises and falls; worlds are simultaneously spoken into being and torn down by words. Grand & Arsenal begins &;Bless me I am not myself,&; but it is not long before the probability of being blessed is revealed to be as remote as the concept of a whole self. Thus begins th&;s defining struggle, enacted by a multitude of voices which move from rush to stumble and back again&;meanwhile using all the tools we as a culture use to hold fear at arm&;s length.