James Fujinami Moore’s work has appeared in Barrow Street’s 4×2, The Brooklyn Rail, Guesthouse, The Margins, the Pacifica Literary Review, and Prelude. The collection indecent hours (Four Way Books) is his first. For Moore, the past is never past. In this brutal debut, sensual, political, and imagined worlds collide, tracing a history of diaspora and trauma that asks: What do we do in the aftermath of violence, and why do we long to inflict it? Moore’s poems trace over intimate details with surprising humor, fierce eroticism, and a restless eye, from Vegas boxing rings and the heated sands of Manzanar to the scrolling horrors of a Facebook feed.