"Cox's splintered narrative, polished to an incisive gloss, bristles with both mischief and menace, and any of its short, titled chapters could stand alone. References to Pink Floyd, Polish pope John Paul II, and an unquenchable anger course from the first page to the last — a pointillistic poisoned pill."
—Publishers Weekly
"Cox proves himself to be a master of rebellion, a troubadour of transgression."
—Gay People's Chronicle
"Cox erases taboo and delineation at every turn.... The result is a volatile book that, while mostly contained and controlled, spills over the edges to create a meta-literary experience. Like fire, Cox’s novel illuminates---and singes."
—EDGE Publications
"Author Cox employs terse, effective prose to reveal the consciousness of his characters and the time in which they live. His ability to create an entire world view and a sense of place – in few pages – is exceptional. In this respect, his style recalls that of another talented gay writer, Jeanette Winterson."
—Bay Area Reporter
"Cox's splintered narrative, polished to an incisive gloss, bristles with both mischief and menace, and any of its short, titled chapters could stand alone. References to Pink Floyd, Polish pope John Paul II, and an unquenchable anger course from the first page to the last — a pointillistic poisoned pill."
—Publishers Weekly
"Cox proves himself to be a master of rebellion, a troubadour of transgression."
—Gay People's Chronicle
"Cox erases taboo and delineation at every turn.... The result is a volatile book that, while mostly contained and controlled, spills over the edges to create a meta-literary experience. Like fire, Cox’s novel illuminates---and singes."
—EDGE Publications
"Author Cox employs terse, effective prose to reveal the consciousness of his characters and the time in which they live. His ability to create an entire world view and a sense of place – in few pages – is exceptional. In this respect, his style recalls that of another talented gay writer, Jeanette Winterson."
—Bay Area Reporter
