Fluxo-Floema is a detective novel of sorts—pornographic, scatological, and spiritual—that ultimately references the failure and success of writing. It’s about vocabulary, astrology, dramaturgy, science, a story within a story within a story. It’s a celestial map to social interaction and the failure of connection, a crafted examination of the distortions of religion and piety. Here we, the reader, visit nonsense, pathos, violence, and the flights of fancy of human coexistence.