The reviews of this book are right on point. It's heart-wrenching, soul-twisting, and tear-jerking. It's also ridiculously happy, a celebration, and a love letter. Though sometimes the prose verged on purple, I didn't care much because I loved Levithan's masterful use of Greek chorus. The generation of gay men who died of AIDS narrates the intertwining stories of the boys, who, yes, kiss, and honestly it's the best use of this narrative device since the Greeks themselves. My heart went out to each and every character, and I was very pleased with everyone's ending. An awesome, awesome work that I would recommend to everyone and anyone.