True to its title, no discernable format pushes and pulls this out of it’s cloud formation. Short pieces float around, from being a woman and a lesbian to a micro history of Saint Joan to the historical background of what constitutes a femme fatale. Seeping around the edges are illustrations, comics and woman-loving photos. And yes, there’s a bit of poetry, some good, some not so good. But of course the problem with being nebulously open is that it’s also a bit of a mash too, sometimes gushy, sometimes just an amorphous floating mass. So if wide open turns into flat out in the express lane, this thing might get really interesting. (HC)
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