*Potential* spoilers.

I felt the same way about this book as I felt about Handmaid's Tale; angry. Angry that no one had ever recommended this book to me, because it screams of something I would love. This book was so beautifully written, that I teared up during the first account, and felt a justified rage during the story of Spender, with his prophetic fears & anger. I was uncomfortable with the racist tension in the US south (obviously), and I felt like I was in existential crisis during the story of Tomas. The dangers and damages of colonization and gentrification were glaring & awful, while being artistically & beautifully written.