The poems in Moo for Victory Salts, while channeling voices and modes from medieval and classical poets (and actively haunted by the terrifying Hipponax), are creatures of the American present, with all the barbarism and weird fun this implies. As such, and to be specific, Moo for Victory Salts looks at grief, burnout, nachos, political body horror, freakouts, damn dirty bullshit, buscando coraje (como todo el mundo), flowers, and weirdly indirect (but presumably last) goodbyes. 

Moo for Victory Salts, Thomas Crofts

September, 2026

Thomas Crofts is from San Antonio, TX, and currently teaches medieval literature and classics at East Tennessee State University. His poetry has appeared in The Texas Observer, The Madison Insurgent, Born Magazine, Esthetic Apostle, Tribeca Poetry Review, minor literature[s], Overground / Underground, NonBinary Review, and Antiphony, as well as in a few anthologies. Most recently he is the author of Sir Tristrem: Study, Text, Translation (IMEMS/Durham University Press). Poems and drafts are blogged at commoncrofts.blogspot.com. He is also a drummer and rabbit farmer.