In ”Curses, Riddles,” H.L. Hix writes: "I call you / by the wrong name / on purpose." I love that, since a dear friend and I have jokingly called him by a silly nickname for years: Hillbilly Hix. And while he is of small town Southern upbringing—with all the requisite charm—the nickname’s clearly ironic. His vast knowledge of literature, politics, music and so many other topics high and low proves that undoubtedly. However, a nickname based on a purposefully mistaken identity is fitting when considering his astonishing poems, which so often invoke other voices.