“Maiurro spills his mind onto the page with fervent energy, chasing after each notion through a series of rabbit holes as though it may never run its course. In his characteristic narrative prose style, he brings together a seemingly paradoxical combination of grim confessionalism and romantic idealism while inhabiting a surrealist world—a recognizable-yet-dreamlike corner booth of Denver, Colorado, where canaries swallow fire and poets swallow cities, where cities are moving, breathing characters comprised of the people who reside in them, and where people can make their blood stand still if they follow his directions…”
