A beautiful, heart-wrenching memoir that is written by a truly gifted writer across poetry and prose alike.

Hewitt writes about queer adolescence, rural isolation, desire, and silence with a lyric restraint that refuses melodrama. The book is attentive to atmosphere—weather, landscape, small social pressures—and to how interior life forms throuhgout.

It has this noticeable formal intelligence that really struck me. This sensory accumulation: moments, sensations, half-articulated longings, made me enraptured. A contemporary lyric memoir and essay-writing that builds and rewards attentiveness over resolution.