"Cruz showcases her trademark spare palette and haptic focus in a brief, satisfying fifth collection that hews close to the anxious, delirious mood of its predecessor. Cruz is notable for delectable descriptions of textures, and her soft, plush surfaces counterbalance a proliferation of glass. Relatedly, the placidity of the poems--their "incessant hum"--feels fleeting, as if it could shatter at any moment. Such an eruption never arrives, and Cruz leaves her audience tense with anticipation to the end.".