A review by tobeeornottobee
The Wicker King by K. Ancrum

4.5

i have...so many feelings about this book. (above all, i'm grieving.) 

the neglect, the push and pull of august and jack's fumbling with roughness and tenderness, their slow drowning, their desperate devotion; making liferafts of each other, the steady outside friendships, the bleeding raw struggle of being just a fucking kid. an abstract take on one of the most real, often overlooked, things out there. 

not to fucking mention the author's note.