This book is almost entirely long prose poems, many several pages. I found it very opaque. Sentence after sentence that I could not understand. This is not always a bad thing for me, with poetry!

My favorite was a poem of paragraphs named by the lat/longitude of a place, exploring the history of migrants in AZ, as well as a national wildlife refuge, police and border violence, and Morgan and a friend spending time in nature in this wild preserve. It felt very stark and beautiful, how these different  ideas blend together. 

In general the book is very much about borders, who creates them, how they operate, natural and human borders, how they interact. It is about the AZ desert and the history of violence it makes clear and also hides: past and present violence toward Indigenous people and migrants. It's about how to live in a place like this, or love in a place like this, which is a place that is anywhere, but is, of course, so specific to these poems.

Sometimes I really love being lost in a book; it depends on my frame of mind while reading. I love the different ways she writes about nature, especially about what happens in deserts, both the natural and human cycles and how those cycles do and do not intersetc. I like how she positions herself, and humans, as somewhat small in the desert but also crucial, it’s a twisting of landscapes and people and lives and how things bloom or die. There is a lot of long, long time in this book—bodies decaying, landscapes shifting, ecologies changing, borders being built, sometimes in concrete ways like a wall, and in other ways by cultural norms, by habit.