Pulitzer Prize nominee R. Nikolas Macioci turns inward to reflect on times gone by and people and experiences he has viewed in his life. Macioci's collection attends to a variety of emotional palates. In "Euchre," he moves readers keenly into the speaker's experience: "...Bars are/ the game's prostitutes. They take tricks./ ...The only bar I understand is the one that serves beer/ and liquor, and I'm headed there now to help me/ forget everything I never learned about euchre."