... A first novel, ringingly aware.
... 'The guy who coached Wilt' looks back.
... Lyrical poetry in which death lives on. (Once again, a bizarre editorial change has been made in my text. The second sentence should read: One not only feels as if one is overhearing the speakers in these poems; one also feels like an invisible presence shadowing them.)
... Stories of American Indians told with gorgeous absurdity.
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