Sometimes I feel like Kristine Ong Muslim’s poems display hyperspecific images that connote universal things. In this collection, which she says is an accompanying read to her other poetry collection Lifeboat, the narrative is pushed to the extremes, with lyricism present to dramatize it. This book is an amusing combination of pastoral and terror. From time to time there are questions posed and statements declared related to existence. Every poem, every image, every story here is born from wondrous imagination, but there is a looming, teetering feeling that none of them must be taken literally. Rather, they must be applied to personal and/or collective experiences, so as to enrich life and think of the impossible becoming possible.