I know it's a real dick move to review someone's second book solely as a comparison to their outstanding first, but to be a dick for a second... Freshwater put me in intellectual predicament bondage and unapologetically let  me squirm, whereas this is merely a good book. 

Very thoughtful & well-done, though. Emezi writes so incisively about the intersection of nonbinary gender identity, postcolonialism, and the vexed category of "mental illness."