A review by lilymargo
The Two Kinds of Decay by Sarah Manguso

5.0

So I read this in, what, 2 days? Despite that I had to put this book down a lot in between reading. Especially at the start where my queasiness got the better of me (spoiler- many a mentioning of medical trauma and blood).

I love Sarah Mongusso’s writing. This is the third book of hers I’ve read, and I’m glad I read this one now, rather than first. Provides a lot of context to her writing and the personality that shines through. It is deadpan and witty and often achingly detached from an all together incredible overcoming of the two types of decay: suicidal depression and disease (which in this case I learn, may be part of the same root-bound tree).