pickThis book kind of fucked me up. It‘s a book that takes an act (or, really, several acts) of violence, and embodies it in a way that I can‘t fully articulate. The language itself is often violent, or perhaps violated. It is unsettling, and it is amazing.
Reading this book—I‘m about halfway through it—is for sure an experience, but it‘s one I can‘t seem to articulate and one I don‘t know if I understand. The poems here are like fire, and I could tell you a word like “burn” but that doesn‘t explain the sensation unless you already know what it signifies. This is like that.
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