Just finished reading (in a day) Kathryn Davis’ surreal novel of one residential block and the stories and histories of the girls who grow old there amidst robots, floating scows in the sky, sense ports and post-apocalyptica.
really a whole style and flavour i’ve never encountered before. lucky for all of us, she’s written another half-dozen novels.
thanks to Ann and Stona Fitch for having been so gob-smacked by this one as to gift it to me.
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