A rogue philosophical deconstructing of ultimate consummation. Abstracted language details fascination in this meditation on sensuality where self destabilizes to deify the beloved "as an indelible site of union." In these pages j/j hastain has constructed a vivid, Sapphic exploration of the self.—Maureen Owen In j/j hastain reminds us that "starlight is not a line but a blended length." The world the poet here creates is likewise what is shared between bodies, between bodies and the full liquid world around them, and what death shares with us. You will find herein a sensation akin to H.D.'s oceanic womb-mind, where every part of living and dying pulses toward enlightenment.—Eleni Sikelianos