Poetry. Latinx Studies. Translated by Lawrence Schimel. Panini's poems have flesh and bones and they sing and mourn with the beauty of a naked lover in front of our eyes. He is much of a beautiful Frankenstein of a poet, a surgeon devilishly using a scalpel. His poetry does not reveal, dissect; does not contemplate, entice; does not talk, whispers; intimate and dangerous like a poisoned psalm. Each poem's a human puzzle, memorable and intriguing, always inviting. This book is a cartography of desire.--Carlos Pintado