The organization of the Blood Vinyls as tracks, with each track as a theme, illuminates these soulful, gorgeous, intelligently-crafted poems, capturing the black South and womanhood so intimately, and with such knowing—an edgy discography of Florida and the contentions of gender and race in the South. Franklin understands, like Zora Neale Hurston, how to pen intimate narratives that reveal a distinctive aspect of southern history, and its customs stemming from the legacies of slavery and beyond.