Jeff Burt lives in California with his wife and two-lane roads wide enough for one car. While in college several times he drove in sub-zero weather without a heater, and prized the chicken vegetable soup his mother made both for the heat it gave to his fingers and the prismatic reflection the fat would cast upon the windshield. He works in mental health. He has work in The Watershed Review, The Nervous Breakdown, Spry, Atticus Review, and The Monarch Review. He was the featured 2015 summer issue poet of Clerestory, and won the 2017 Cold Mountain Review narrative poetry prize.