Poetry. "GOG is an exorcism of the past, of terrible betrayals, of women churned into the earth with their stillborn children, children torn from childhood like the victims of some hideous
domestic war. Brandi George conjures up a world of monsters who live down the street, work in factories, go to church, pray to a God who cannot be paying attention to the havoc he has created.
And yet George’s gorgeous language takes this hell and creates an aching beauty that shakes the reader. She screams, laments, exhorts, rants, weeps, prays, and in her words we see a woman who
has risen from the flames of her past into a poetic paradise. GOG shimmers with a terrible beauty."—Barbara Hamby