A review by feelsnotbrains
Red X by David Demchuk

5.0

Terrifically haunting. I just finished just now, and I'm still gripped by the ichor and gore and palpable grit and dirt that was thrown at me page after page this past week, the history that plummets through Toronto's cement and foundations. The dark queerness of the centuries and the stark, florid prose into which I want to tangle my fingers. Demchuk nailed the malaise of queer nightlife and routine whilst also marrying it to gothic, Celtic, haunting history. I could read a thousand such novels, just hopefully not by accidentally happening on a red book in the middle of my day ...