Is this prose? Poetry? Prose poetry? Poetic prose? I'm going to go with poetic prose. There’s a strong sense of narrative— two people in a doomed relationship. There’s a particular rhythm to the sentences which I find engaging....there are lots of simple sentences, and compound sentences are rare. ‘And’ does not appear very often. This creates urgency. It also creates a kind of flatness, and makes the sentences seem more paratactic. Flat, but honest and forthright. The writing makes me think of those pictures we used to make in primary school, where you cover a page with colourful crayon shapes, and then cover that with a certain type of black paint and then scratch away the black to make a picture. (The colour is the poetry and the blackness is the prose?) Phillips uses sentence fragments a lot and these give the writing a poetic quality: “Driver’s hand open beside her face.” “Shadowed grey, sides of oxen.” “Ate supper by the light of the streets. Boiled potatoes, no cheese.” The fragments also contribute to the etched crayon art quality— the important details have been revealed—it is not necessary to have a complete, grammatically correct sentences all the time. The fragments are evocative.