A celebrated young Canadian poet and scholar from the Driftpile First Nation offers a meditation on memory, gender, anger, shame, and ecstasy, exploring his own experiences of marginalization and making a case for joy as an act of resistance.
What The Reviewers Say
Beth Mowbray,
The Nerd Daily
Belcourt’s voice and perspective are fully-formed and unflinching throughout this series of twelve essays. Belcourt holds nothing back as he weaves his way through these pieces, sharing experiences of coming-of-age, queerness, and as a member of the Driftpile Cree Nation.
Kristen Millares Young,
The Washington Post
Belcourt breaks form to gesture toward a queer indigenous utopia.
Cody Lee,
The Rumpus
... this is prose written by a poet, and it shows. Each sentence is calculated; each word explodes. But back to the age thing: it shows. There is an immediacy to the book, and a hope—like utopia is possible, and I want to see it.
Kara Laurene-Pericano,
Full-stop
A painful read. The book promises to be about joy, and yet — it’s so much about grief and sadness. The book challenged me to confront my own underbelly of sadness.