“Epp’s poems have a distinct Hamilton flavour...he also says there are certain truths and experiences everyone can identify with, no matter where they live.”
– The Hamilton Spectator
Always exciting and fun, Epp’s dense, snakelike poems will wrap and crush your heart.”
– The Winnipeg Free Press
“Another thing about Sinners Dance, Epp is getting wiser. So many of these poems wrap up the frayed edges of our thinking. Today’s book of poetry isn’t suggesting that Darrell Epp suddenly has the answer to everything, instead his poetry leads us, without impediment, to the right questions.”
– Michael Dennis, Today’s Book of Poetry
In a desperate bid to slow down time, an unreliable narrator picks fights with washed-up child stars, scheming super-villains and poly- ester-clad draculas. Lost in a maze of hastily-erected condo towers, lugging his trick bag bursting with obsolete gadgets and wrong num-bers, he hunts for salvation or at least a few clues. Steeltowns’ giant pistons and wheelhouses are so silent now, you can hear a drunken muse tiptoeing through the blood-stained hall of mirrors.