Mary Wilson is currently completing a PhD in English at the University of California, Berkeley. She is the author of the chapbook Not Yet. Her poetry has appeared in The Scores, Coconut, Anomalous, Typo, Paperbag, Elderly, and elsewhere.

“‘And either my logic is valid and this world is a duplex,’ writes Wilson in her chapbook, Both, Apollo. In Wilson's world, the illogical is the logical and the result is a book of possibilities. In Both, Apollo, the ‘butterflies are pornographic’ and a ‘green dress’ is compared to a ‘great gymnast.’ What fun to read these poems line by line and not know what to expect next. Like the speaker, ‘I find myself in this/gray town where all is possible drawn to/its uncoupled logic.’ Here is a new voice of surprise and I look forward to all of Wilson's future possibilities.”

Mary Wilson is currently completing a PhD in English at the University of California, Berkeley. She is the author of the chapbook Not Yet. Her poetry has appeared in The Scores, Coconut, Anomalous, Typo, Paperbag, Elderly, and elsewhere.

“‘And either my logic is valid and this world is a duplex,’ writes Wilson in her chapbook, Both, Apollo. In Wilson's world, the illogical is the logical and the result is a book of possibilities. In Both, Apollo, the ‘butterflies are pornographic’ and a ‘green dress’ is compared to a ‘great gymnast.’ What fun to read these poems line by line and not know what to expect next. Like the speaker, ‘I find myself in this/gray town where all is possible drawn to/its uncoupled logic.’ Here is a new voice of surprise and I look forward to all of Wilson's future possibilities.”

Mary Wilson is currently completing a PhD in English at the University of California, Berkeley. She is the author of the chapbook Not Yet. Her poetry has appeared in The Scores, Coconut, Anomalous, Typo, Paperbag, Elderly, and elsewhere.

“‘And either my logic is valid and this world is a duplex,’ writes Wilson in her chapbook, Both, Apollo. In Wilson's world, the illogical is the logical and the result is a book of possibilities. In Both, Apollo, the ‘butterflies are pornographic’ and a ‘green dress’ is compared to a ‘great gymnast.’ What fun to read these poems line by line and not know what to expect next. Like the speaker, ‘I find myself in this/gray town where all is possible drawn to/its uncoupled logic.’ Here is a new voice of surprise and I look forward to all of Wilson's future possibilities.”