This is something I could never create: a masterpiece of stories in poetic form. I love the energy which surrounds Zorba & how he/she/it is somewhere in a corner just being chatted about. As Pafunda says, "I could not speak in the first person!" One of the poems appeared in Best American Poetry & I like how she weaved her way into magazines which accepted such eccentric work. Great reviews on the back, very eccentric stuff but could be a real contender & a future read for all people interested in modern poetics. No other author has such a unique word play.