<p>In <i>Milk Snake</i>, Toby Buckley invites us to look at the world from a slightly different angle, where small things become unsettling if you look closely enough. The poet explores queerness, displacement and trauma through clear-voiced, deceptively gentle poems about fishermen, maggots and bees. <br><br><i>bleary </i><br><i>from sleep and warm</i><br><i>water and no glasses</i><br><i>i spot an uncertain comma</i><br><i>sliding</i><br><br><i>he drags </i><i>his tail up my</i><br><i>shower wall cumbersome</i><br><i>and not unmaggotesque and i</i><br><i>can see</i><br><br><i>his guts</i><br><i>or maybe it¿s</i><br><i>his dinner</i><br>- from ''companion''</p>