9Within the world of Wunderkammer, or "cabinet of curiosities," Cynthia Cruz archives the ruinous, the sparkling, the traumatic, and the decadent. These poems, through sensuous impressions, mimic what it's like to wake from a dream only to realize you are still inside the dream. We encounter gluttony pinned against starvation--"ceiling high cream cakes, / I ran twelve miles in my ballet leotard" -- and the glamorous mixed with the grotesque --"I follow a sequin / Thread of dead things." Through "brutal music," Wunderkammer grips at the edges of memory and chaos; these poems have "found the kill / And entered it."