Horrible Intimacies

About the Book

*Horrible Intimacies* concerns the relationship between two aging artists, a painter & a poet, who, unknown to the other, had spent years in New York City in the last century, and now meet for the first time in the desert at the end of history. It's like that old joke: What are you drawing, Johnny? Answer: *God.* But nobody knows what He looks like. Answer: *They will when I get through.* It's like that, only funnier. *Intimacies* seeks a few good men, says the author: Jesuits. Bolsheviks. Dadaists. Apache. Sandinistas. The '49 Brooklyn Dodgers... If you think this in any way implies a relationship between Peterson's book and real life, you're probably onto something.

About the Author

A graduate of geographical cures dating back to the Vietnam era, Geoff Peterson wrote fifteen books, a body of work called The Literature of Missing Persons, including the novels *Bad Trades*and *The Greyhound Bardo*, as well as *Dark is my Therapy* and, most recently, *punto: poems with time running out.* "I don't write poems," he says, "but tales of very brief encounters." Peterson resides in the Southwest and travels to connect the dots.