Aquamarine by Carol Anshaw

In the words of the friend who recommended it to me (paraphrased): “I was a lesbian and an English major in the mid 90’s, when this book was published. How have I never read it before? How have I never heard of it? I’m furious that it wasn’t on my Queer Lit syllabus. This book was ahead of its time.” Too right, S.

It starts with an incident, a brief moment. It branches into three possibilities, each distinct yet linked. Each narrative is beautifully observed, full of longing and grit. This book not only deserves a much wider readership, it deserves to be part of your canon.