there is nothing that can contain bitter women our viscera are bridled with devastating euphorias that make us burp when they rise The author continues her poetic exploration of desire, identity, and the relationship to others in a collection of ardent and elegant shamelessness. In embodied verses that put the reading under tension, the reaction – gendered, racist, social – continues to brutalize the intellect. And this time, the desire for elevation and the figure of the transcended feminine, for better or for worse, enter the scene.