COYOTE SONGS. What can I say? It was brilliant, so let's start with that.
I can't even hope to write a review as insightful and well written as my friend's, Michael Patrick Hicks', here: Mike's review.
All I can hope to do is try to impart to you the way this book make me feel. There is a small group of characters living near the U.S./Mexican border and we are privy to their lives-with all the sorrows and joys therein. Unfortunately, there are very few joys. There is little to look forward to other than more poverty, misery, and crime. I quote from the book:
"He opened his eyes to a present that mocked his every wish and shattered any vision that dared go past it."
When every hope you have is dashed, when every small good thing in your life is met with ten big, bad things, what point is there? When you have no hope for your children or yourself, again, what's the point?
Here is where I was going to make a brief political statement, but I just deleted it. If you don't already feel compassion or empathy for those innocents caught up in this immigration debacle, then there's nothing I can say to make you feel for them. But Gabino Iglesias has said the words that made me feel even more for them than I already did.
They are powerful words. They are words that needed to be said. They're not all flowers and sunshine, they are violent and dark and represent some of the worst things about humanity. You should read those words. They are called COYOTE SONGS.
My highest recommendation, period.
You can and SHOULD get your copy here: COYOTE SONGS