HINGE! 2020! Seep does just that. Averse to blockages, the automatic, the preconditioned, & the stale, like some noble behemoth long composing, long soaking in salubrious underworlds, prickling with the agitation of anointed vision, this tome releases: exploration of terms such as – ‘seepage,’ ‘brood,’ ‘emptiness,’ ‘shadow;’ illuminating dialogue with the poet Will Alexander; modular epiphanies; ‘tercaquarium’ romps; Two plays: the complete ‘Blue Armchair,’ & the inaugural appearance of ‘Oh, … if only;’ a startling foray into the ‘New Novel;’ & the arrival of the Meta-Poem. Hinge is more than literary execution, — it is sustenance.