What a mess. Two hundred and thirty five fucking pages of metaphors. I started skimming paragraphs the same way I read textbooks in college, first and last sentence ONLY. Good news, it really feels like Braverman did her research on Kahlo; bad news, because of that I need to read Kahlo's diary because I have a copy and I didn't like this book or writign tstyle, so if this is modeled after Kahlo, I guess that means I don't like Kahlo. I really thought I did, obviously that's why I picked this book up. The writing tries to be romantic / poetic but I really didn't feel that. I just got annoyed. I've also read worse books so I was determined to finish this one. It doesn't seem fair that I would read something worst than this all the way through, but I really wanted to DNF.