Viewed through the smeared lens of a dying relationship, Our Gleaming Bones Unrobed rummages beneath the sweat and salt of skin, probing blind for the steadfastness of our own bones and the undercurrent of purity secreted in everyday interaction. This is poetry that is at once memento mori --- a reminder and celebration of our mortality --- and a lyrical exploration of the spirituality of the mundane, the possibility that revelation might be found in the commonplace.