<p>In <i>59 Glass Bridges</i>, an unnamed narrator travels through a maze that is at once mutable and immutable: walls fall to vine-filled forests, hallways to rivers, bridges to lamp-lit boats. What remains is the desire to escape. He is led along his harrowing path by Willow, a mysterious figure who cajoles him and responds to questions in a winking sphinx-like manner, with answers that are often more baffling than clear. Interspersed are the memories of the narrator, of his childhood and adolescence, and of his grandmother, a wise artist who at once pushes his creativity, while leaving him the freedom to craft his own journey.</p><p> Playing with the imagery and landscapes reminiscent of Dante Alighieri’s <i>Divine Comedy</i>, Steven Peters’ debut reveals how pivotal moments in our lives give substance and shape to the labyrinths in our minds.</p><p>In <i>59 Glass Bridges</i>, an unnamednarrator travels through a maze that is at once mutable and immutable: wallsfall to vine-filled forests, hallways to rivers, bridges to lamp-lit boats.What remains is the desire to escape. He is led along his harrowing path byWillow, a mysterious figure who cajoles him and responds to questions in awinking sphinx-like manner, with answers that are often more baffling thanclear. Interspersed are the memories of the narrator, of his childhood andadolescence, and of his grandmother, a wise artist who at once pushes hiscreativity, while leaving him the freedom to craft his ownjourney.</p><p>Playing with the imagery and landscapes reminiscentof Dante Alighieri’s <i>Divine Comedy</i>, Steven Peters’ debutreveals how pivotal moments in our lives give substance and shape to thelabyrinths in our minds.</p>