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One takes a pen and writes "once upon a time." Another takes a pen and writes "hungry." One writes on notebook paper, another writes on cardboard. Once in a while you come across a writer who has done both, and continues to do both. There is hunger in Justin Booth's poetry, hunger as real and as stark as Sharpie ink scrawled onto an old Grey Goose box lid. Poetry and hunger ought always to be married this way, one ought always to feed the other.