“‘I Know Nothing But the Night’ is the soundtrack of a life well-lived. Flowers takes us down lyrical highways, stopping to marvel and flip the cassette. Every poem explodes with layers of wonder, longing, heartbreak and humor in precisely the way that only a rich life, and rich poetry, can do—and like life itself, the fact that this collection is fleeting makes it all the more sweet.”
— Olivia Braley, poet
“Clem Flowers is first and foremost a universe-builder, and ‘I Know Nothing But the Night’ is no exception. ‘The world … slowly [shakes] off civil twilight’ as the speaker oscillates between dreamlike trance and vivid recollection. And of course, present through it all is a coppercrusted landscape dancing below the night sky, beset by personal photographs that add another dimension to the poetry Flowers bestows upon us. I dig it.”
— nat raum, author of “you stupid slut” and “random access memory”
Clem Flowers (they/ them) is a poet, soft-spoken southern transplant, low rent aesthete, pizza man lover, gorgeous monstrosity, flamingo enthusiast, potentate of pow, & dramatic tenor living in Home of Truth, Utah with their sweetheart & delight of a spouse, Moon, as well as their sweet kitty, Luna. Hella queer & non-binary Pushcart & Best of the Net nominee. Publication credits include Olney Magazine, The Madrigal, Pink Plastic House Journal, fifth wheel press, BULLSHIT LIT, Corporeal, Holyflea, Anti-Heroin Chic, Messy Misfitsclub, & Warning Lines Magazine. Author of the chapbooks “Stoked & Thrashing” (Alien Buddha Press), “TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS” (BULLSHIT LIT), “eating rain// matchstick graveyard” (Alien Buddha Press), “Snakeskin Stockings” (kith press), “motel neon” (back room poetry), “KUDZU” (Cowboy Jamboree), “Make The Lights Work For You” (fifth wheel press), and the full length collection, “I’VE BEEN GOING THRU SOME THINGS” (kith books).