Sunday Oceans of Beer-Buzzed Afternoons and Un-choked Wednesday Sentences

David Holady grew up in Tempe, Arizona. He’s worked in restaurants, hotels, cleaned up construction sights, sorted mail, built fences and dug out volleyball pits in Seattle, maintained interior plants, was a chair lift operator in Aspen, cleaned up the oil-spill in Prince William Sound, worked in bookstores in NYC, sold shit at swap meets in Maui, and has been teaching English in Korea and China since 2002. He currently lives in Shanghai. “Mother, Father, and I the Son” was written at the age of twenty-one while attending Arizona State. Most of the poems in this collection were written in Korea between 2003 and 2010. David hopes one day to be the Yankees center-fielder and to have the privilege of getting heckled and being hated in Fenway Park with no popcorn.