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My reading stamina has not been great this month.

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Initially I blamed the material (Everything on my to-read list sucks!

The moment of violence, Im happy to report, didnt escalate into more extreme acts.

But I did continue to have trouble focusing, even as I finally hit upon some winners.

We Ride Upon Sticks by Quan Barry

The books below are those that helped medicate my cabin fever, and possibly yours.

Obviously this is the definition of someone who discovered poetry way after she discovered fiction.

This is a tortured way of telling you that this is a novel by a poet and it rules.

The Undocumented Americans by Karla Cornejo Villavicencio

Witchcraft might be involved, but not in a fantasy way.

The prose style is neon and the laughs do not stop.

I feel like the author wrote the entire book with an evil grin on her face.

Black Wave by Michelle Tea

Her methods of self-destruction are impressively varied.

Im not sure whereThe Undocumented Americansfalls, genre-wise.

The pie chart would probably be 50 percent journalism, 35 percent memoir, 15 percent polemic.

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We meet the workers hired on a sub-rosa basis to clean up Ground Zero after 9/11.

She smokes crack one time and dislikes it.

Michelle self-destructs in San Francisco and moves to Los Angeles with the goal of writing a screenplay.

Her new apartment also has cockroaches, which she starts killing with her bare hands.

Apocalyptic events begin to occur, and then finally the apocalypse itself.

Black Waveimpressed me as a time capsule about San Francisco, where I havent been in six years.

Why would I go back?

I spent 18 years there!

I havent spent 18 years anywhere else!)

This joyride of a book is the first thing in history to make me a tiny bit nostalgic.

Clench your jaw with anxiety over the fate of an undocumented immigrant from Sri Lanka whopossibly witnessesaMURDERin bougie Australia?

Climbthis staircaseif youre a fiend for NYC real-estate lore or have hadTHATDREAMabout discovering an extra room in your apartment?

Discover an establishedCLASSIClike Alice Munro?

WEEPwith me over thescourgeofCORPORATElanguage?

SUGGESTED PAIRING

Complement your green beer on Saint Patricks Day with aspooky Irish mysteryby Tana French.

(This one is her best.)

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