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I won’t say much about this because I’m not a fan. There were a few lines that I liked. I’ve copied them here.

About this:
how small my world is—and whether or not
it is small in the right ways

Excerpted from Houdini dies. I teach his obituary. pg. 9

Please, I am begging—
do not attempt your own release.
This body should not be
fled. Is not fire.

Excerpted from Houdini dies. I teach his obituary. pg. 14

Write your own obituary: write it about someone you admire

Excerpted from Houdini dies. I teach his obituary. pg. 17

I have left them to come here, to be further inside here, and
to write a way out

Excerpted from Eight Rooms In. pg. 30