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A review by savaging
The Heaven of Animals by David James Poissant
1.0
I think this is a good sign for me. I've long worried that my foundational literary aesthetic remains what it was when I was a child: how many animals are in the story? Lots of animals = great art. No animals = boring. And so I was pleased to find that I could read a book chock-full of animals and still find it bad.
All the narrators in these stories are whiny, cruel, and tiresome men. The bit about the alligator was nice, though.
All the narrators in these stories are whiny, cruel, and tiresome men. The bit about the alligator was nice, though.