The Hatchet Sun is about leaving home, the darkness of Pittsburgh, and finding home in the light of Tampa, when...heat becomes the only lover to hold, the only weight that feels familiar (Sarah Kay). There is a clarity in exile, a chance for reincarnation. This is a collection of poems about rain and water, about lizards and alligators, about old love and new love, about time and grief, and death; about aging and climate change, about Cormants, Muscovy, mermaids and millepedes, about a wolf who has lost her pack.