“We place our ears to the apocalypse.” Destruction, recreation, destruction again. The bonds of humanity are found in the clash of rams, conflict that erupts into a cleft of life, a rupture that creates a beautiful revelation. What happens when the self is destroyed? That is the question Josh Fomon explores in his debut collection Though We Bled Meticulously. This initial catastrophe, both macro- and microcosmic, is the nucleus of the exploration, but what matters is the centrifugal rays—the discoveries in survival.