A book-length elegy in four sections, C Dylan Bassett's debut collection is an unflinching examination of grief and its effects on memory, on the body, and on the experience of physical space in the aftermath of loss. —- "It was October after my father died. All the fountains sealed. I walked through a garden unapologetically. Correction: I was the garden and it was painful to be a body. Dark birds covered me. Correction: I was a murder of dark birds moving from roof to roof. Correction: I was a murmur. I drank the rain."