"'And either my logic is valid and this world is a duplex, ' writes Wilson in her chapbook, Both, Apollo. In Wilson's world, the illogical is the logical and the result is a book of possibilities. In Both, Apollo, the 'butterflies are pornographic' and a 'green dress' is compared to a 'great gymnast.' What fun to read these poems line by line and not know what to expect next. Like the speaker, 'I find myself in this/gray town where all is possible drawn to/its uncoupled logic.' Here is a new voice of surprise and I look forward to all of Wilson's future possibilities."–Victoria Chang, author of Obit