Kelly Magee is a fantastic writer. Literally, and the literally that also doesn’t mean literally. While I must admit to having enjoyed her second collection, The Neighborhood, a tad bit more, Magee brings the speculative into a borderline orbit with the real, so that they both reside in the realm of the borderline and extreme but wonderfully accessible. A writing universe where a trapped tornado kept as a pet proves as familiar as the problems of a gentrifying house in a tough neighborhood. Magee’s characters struggle, of course, with their own internal tornados of sexuality, identity and community, but do so under a kind and capable hand. The opening story is a wonder, as is “Vertical Mile,” a story of round-robin perspectives as different characters have an I’ll-fated meeting in the Grand Canyon. And the final story, “Heat Rises,” is to die for (no, really) as a group of poorly Spring Breakers meet up with the end of the world. Great, great stuff.