Written in prose that’s as projective as a hollow-point bullet, Nothing Matters explores the dark side of desire, the surreal side of sex, and the horror that humanity witnesses.

Man and woman. Love and hate. Sex and violence. A road trip to the end of the world. On the way—murder, torture, lust, and despair. Shadowy figures haunt the anti-couple. As does their past… and their present.

From the deserts of Nevada and California to the gargoyle-sentried skyscrapers of New Babylon, X and Z will stop at nothing to be together. But will they kill for it? If you loved Romeo and Juliet, you’ll hate this.

Nothing Matters—a torque song for the 21st century, a torture song. X and Z are at the end of love, the end of language—read their story to find out Y.

 

 

PRAISE:

“Steve Finbow’s NOTHING MATTERS asks the remarkable question, Are you tough enough to read poetry?  X and his femme fatale Z trade blood- and sex-soaked narratives in noir’s first epic poem.  And for the faint of heart, there’s a prose version, too.” — David Rachels

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