"Line by line, Splitting the Difference will unhinge you from any delusions about the stability of life. These are poems about the complexity of time–the slow-burning violence of a summer day in the desert, the silent hours of an insomniac’s suffering, the moment of demolition of a house holding eight generations of memories to be leveled to rubble–and through those disarticulations of linearity and positivism, the poems materialize an almost supernatural, spectral music. It haunts the present with a dark cacophony of deceptively gentle rhythms that will inundate your body with competing temporalities and expose 'the empty place in us–that vast unknown inner space / (that) needs filling.' So if you’re brave enough, buy this book and dare to trace 'what’s left when / there’s nothing left.'
~Seith Michelson, Eyes Like Broken Windows