DEAR MEDUSA

A 16-year-old survives her junior year of high school despite a sexually abusive teacher, vicious whispers from her classmates, and the splintering of her family.

“This world is full of wolves,” Alicia Rivers says, introducing the theme that will carry her and her readers through a tumultuous year. She walks the halls of her school hounded by whispers and jagged memories. Dazzling with clarity, blistering with anger, her gaze sweeps over monsters disguised as decent men and teenage girls forced into mythic archetypes. With time, however, and the stubborn kindness of new friends, Alicia, who is White and bisexual, rediscovers sisterhood and herself. There’s asexual Deja, full of humor and insight, whose Blackness brings an additional layer of assumptions and suffocating double standards. There’s Pakistani and White Geneva, who is a mystery cloaked in sunshine and a romance waiting to happen. In shimmering verse, Cole breathes life into each young woman; Deja’s character is developed beyond her role in supporting Alicia’s growing racial awareness. A girls’ discussion group led by Dr. Kareem, a local academic, offers another avenue for conversation and exploration. The specter of predatory men is ever present but never overshadows the complexity and strength of young women fighting to weave their own stories. Their conversations are varied, from the erasure of some queer identities to the intersections of racism and sexism to grief and mourning one’s childhood. This book is as wide in scope as it is economical in its language.

Illuminating.