This was god awful. I love Gill’s later works so this was a huge disappointment. This isn’t poetry so much as “tumblr poetry” where you put a bunch of words together and hope for the best. The concepts were there but they didn’t tie together.

Some “poems” made my physically cringe at how absurd they sounded. Only reason I finished was because I skimmed some and it’s a short collection. If you’re a Gill fan like me, skip this one and pretend it doesn’t exist.