Read
Long Division by Kiese Laymon and immediately you feel the revelry in the prose. Itâs folkloric, modern, rendered with warmth and humour, and always coming back to the subject of love â what we do for it, who we become for it. Sometimes anything, sometimes anyone. It poses questions about the distorting power of expectation, when there is too much, when there is none â and questions about our participation in that distortion. And then, more love, the gorgeous speculative corners of this book a testament to how the fabric of space and time even bend to that need.
The Days of Afrekete