Nimmo writes with a precision you wish those engineers who design jets that explode had. When a writer puts you into situations you aren't familiar with, you need to trust their abilities to get you out--Nimmo carries that authority, that illusion of competency you need when the air under your plane just isn't enough. In this three story sampling we get meditations in both poetic and essay formatted hysteria--the residue of Vietnam on modern life. Nimmo is Camus tossed into a suburban Detroit trailer park; these stories leave you with that dry heaving madness comes from surviving way too long.--Oberc
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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