The often sparse and simple language in this novel was so disturbing. Jones's narrative pulls the reader into the insanity of Eva. Her stream of conscious alternates among the various memories of the little boy, her mom's lover, a cousin, a much older husband, and finally, Davis. All of whom contributed to her demise into a loveless and near muted existence.
This is a solid read that examines well the sexual politics between Black men and women. But, note that the language is not for the prudish or the young.