As always Hendrick's books are much more than the the men, or the tropics, or the sex. Hendrick's Iguana Love is a sorrowful, brilliant piece of American Literature that talks about the lonliness of one woman and her enstrangement from humanity. At the core of Iguana Love is a very desparate creature , rotating from one sensation, to another, searching for that one thing that will make her "feel" something. She finds it in exactly who she is looking for.. a remote and cruel lover: A man she can not love, a man who dishes out pain and finally, a man who will let her remain in her place of numb isolation. Romona compares her iguana to this lover: cold, remote, dangerous. But, the iguana is not Enzo, it is Romona. And like the iguana, Romona is not male or female. And, it is the vacant soul of both Romona and the lizard that makes them the mirror image. And, yet, in the end, when Romona lays herself, crucifixion style across the dead body of the lizard, the depth of her grief, seems boundless . This is terrifying, lovely painful poetry, NOT smut. Like the ocean Romona swims in, there is a dark unfathomable truth about all of Hendrick's work. Her women are lonesome, deformed souls, living in a place devoid of warmth, trust or love. It is an unlearned reader who sees Hendrick's work as just erotic or sexual. Miami Purity and Iguana Love are studies of the desolation of women in the remote and cold reality of the contemporary world.