In The Bone Broker, Lillian Necakov steps into the operating room of human history to take the pulse of a troubled world. This is visceral poetry that bears witness to a “landscape haunted by centuries of rage,” in which the drama of public life takes a personal toll on those who are “infected with the ceremony of war.” Necakov’s montage of startling imagery is a powerful antidote to indifference and an elegaic testament to the elements of the human condition that once made us whole.