Limón's poetry is sometimes brain-sparking and illuminating and sometimes a boring slog. I can't quite put my finger on why - I think at times she doesn't accurately balance how much description the reader needs to see where she's going. A lack of images gets fuzzy and vagueness is hard for the mind focus on. That said, I felt that the poems became clearer and her work altogether more understandable the further I read, so perhaps it was intentional.