2.0

this style of prose is not really for me, it has a more poetic feel that i think people looking for that would love. 
it draws loose connections between all types of violence in our society and the historic (and colonial) connections between who mainly perpetrates that violence, which is sorely needed in a violent and individualist settler colony with memory issues.
i think this memoir is exploring the ways we carry violence that happens to us, around us, and before us. it sometimes feels a little voyeuristic to read others peoples pain and trauma made personal to someone who is mostly unrelated to the events that she speaks about, although i think most americans can probably relate, even for those most removed from violence its there lurking just a few degrees of separation away. we are not just affected by the violence that happens to us personally, though for me this wasnt a fully successful way to show that. 
ultimately this book was just not for me, but if you like poetic prose and a complex exploration of these topics this book would probably be perfect for you.