This unimposing volume, with its simple title and mere 82 pages, is nonetheless an impressive new literary style of prose and poetry. The pages read like a diary, the heartbroken writer journaling his private thoughts as he jumps from one emotion to another with no apparent design.

Russian in style, Brooks slim volume presents a tale of depression, love gone wrong, and human desperation. This is a dark story about relationships that fail, told amid a story of a European road trip. The font style and paragraph structure make the story appear to be disjointed at best and unplanned at worst.

The term “art form” is the only phrase that provides any justification for this tale. To say this is a new art form is to give this style credibility. This reviewer finds the style cumbersome in its reading for content, much like a jigsaw puzzle where pieces are missing and the puzzle master cannot complete the picture because those pieces are not present.

This is, however, a worthy purchase for those who enjoy “on the edge” poetry or prose. There are some language issues in it that make it inappropriate for anyone under the age of 17. If you are looking for new concepts, you will find that this author breaks with literary tradition with no apologies. This review recommends this purchase only for public library collections or literary collections in academia.