So as many of you know, yesterday was Brant Lyon's birthday. He was one of the founding editors of our little press and he was also a presence that has remained long after his passing. While reading new submissions for our next anthology I can't get Brant out of my head. I hear him in my head saying, "ooo not that one" or "I like how this poem feels". He will continue to be a part of this press and its ideology of only printing the best. Thank you Brant, we all love you and like you said in your poem "Unlearning": Learning to unlearn what I've learned without forgetting. Thanks Brant. I finally understand.

The poem Unlearning is from Brant's book you are white inside from three rooms press.