by Patricia Ononiwu Kaishian

This book was both beautiful and uncanny, like remembering something long forgotten. It held a delicate balance of heartbreak and hope, fascination and sorrow. Kaishian masterfully reveals our deep interconnectedness, but only after exposing the ways we’ve chosen disconnection for the comfort of conformity and ease. As a self-proclaimed bogwitch, I, too, just want to return to the mud.