Dreams for Breakfast

In her second poetry collection, Susan Millar DuMars patrols the dangerous border between daylight's fragile peace and the dark reckonings of our dreams. The poems are sensual, surreal, dark, and darkly funny. Sarah Palin loses her head; Albert Speer plants a garden; Plato's ghost stares into an empty fridge while Stephen Fry bestows champagne kisses. Susan Millar DuMars was born in Philadelphia in 1966. She has been the recipient of an Arts Council Literature Bursary. Susan lives in Galway, where she works as a creative writing teacher.