"What are you looking for? I think you'll find it here in Richard H. Fox's second poetry collection, wandering in puzzle boxes. They're all present and accounted for: the poems of love and loss, health and healing, identity and homage, the lyrics and the narratives intertwined. When this speaker tells me, 'I want to wear Coke-bottle glasses, corneas blue whale eyes,' I believe him. In fact, I'd follow this man down Alligator Alley and the Massachusetts Turnpike. I'd stand beside him in 'the mourner's waiting line,' share a beer while 'a folk singer/belts out francophone lyrics over a dreadnought.' I say I would, but I already have. Put your thumb out, and hitch this humble, honest ride."
~ Julie Marie Wade, When I Was Straight and Postage Due