Poetry. "'A FENCE MUST LEAD SOMEWHERE,' Caroline Cabrera insists. She follows the fence that is the skin and body--the gendered, racialized self--to a place she, in her grief and rage, trusts it might lead: 'I awake to my life, laid out plainly.' This is a book of intimate rendering, of memoir beyond plot, emerging into the feeling of syntax, with force. A woman makes a space for herself, and you, a space for a self to be heard before it's lessened by being seen. 'I rise to the position of my voice,' she announces. Let's follow."--Hilary Plum