Jess Row's new novel begins with a long, unsent email that's also a poem. It was written by Bering Wilcox to her brother, Patrick, not long before she was killed in the West Bank:
"...We Wilcoxes have never known
what would have sufficed. We wanted too much
and got nothing. I declare, game over. For the
time being. For this lifetime. This marriage of
five unhappy minds... "
