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What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn't know it's dead.

Richard Siken

What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn't know it's dead.

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About Richard Siken

Richard Siken (born February 15, 1967) is an American poet, painter, and filmmaker. He is the author of the collection Crush (Yale University Press, 2005), which won the Yale Series of Younger Poets Competition in 2004. His second book of poems, War of the Foxes, was published by Copper Canyon Press in 2015.