An Un-Calibrated Centrifuge
Out of the Dust
Hesse's descriptive language is great as always (disclaimer: I've only read three of her books). I remember finding the poems about Biilie Jo's hands unreadably graphic as a kid, and they're even more unreadably graphic as an adult. But other than that and a few of the more experimental poems the writing is lovely and the story is pretty satisfying.
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2015
