Amelia planted because planting is what the women in her family do, their secret source of power. Now, something cosmic, ancient, hungry is awakening. The mangled bodies of the men she brings her tree are no longer enough. Sometimes, only a god will do.
One of my first dives into horror poetry. I enjoy a twisty novel, but enjoyed the crisp lines of this book just as much. I'll definitely read more from Amanda in the future.