Debut novelist Ashlee Maza crafts a bewildering psychological thriller.

Maza traverses the pivotal agony of mental instability, incessant trauma, and coming of age. This poetically somber fiction manifests a clever atmosphere with abstract twists that inevitably sticks to the psyche. Foxgloves feels tied to classic literary roots saturated with modern woes. This small, fast-paced book is packed with deep and weathering assessments of the darkness that lies within human beings.

Unwilling to seek growth, Jazz (artist) musters enough energy day by day to merely exist in the insane asylum: Wake up, smoke, draw, sleep. Amber (muse) swipes all of Jazz’s attention the day they meet. With such gorgeous distractions, her heart doesn’t allow her head to speak, and she begins making detrimental choices that blur her once-definite lines.

Jazz thinks people are sent to perish at this hospital. She is constantly questioning if anyone is doing their job. Her doctors finally come out of the shadows, and for her, that means torment and trauma. She is done tolerating the system that has failed many patients before her. When all she desires is to find a new life - one that isn’t hunting her - the woods remind her that recent demons lurk close. Escaping the hospital means facing what she ran from, head on and alone.