DROWNING TUCSON

Snapshots of life on the lower rungs in the Arizona desert, and the graphic degradations it provokes in its denizens.

Though Morales’ debut work of fiction is billed as a novel, it’s more a collection of loosely linked stories; some characters appear numerous times, but nothing’s lost if the pieces are read out of order. (Indeed, the book has multiple tables of contents, seemingly encouraging this approach.) The author focuses on Tuscon’s most troubled, violent and grittiest inhabitants. The opener, “Torchy’s,” centers on the initiation of a young gang member, and the closing piece, “Rainbow,” tracks the slow emotional and physical deterioration of a young prostitute. Morales affects a plainspoken, colloquial style that captures the rough-and-tumble attitudes of the people who live there. But the stories, usually overly long, suffer from ungainly tonal shifts, lumbering toward hyper-violent conclusions that erase the realism of the opening pages. In “Kindness,” for instance, a teenage boy arrives in Tuscon after learning his boyfriend has been killed by a gang of homophobes, and soon he takes up residence with an aging flower-shop owner tormented by the death of his son. By the story’s end, the boy has acquired an unrealistic thirst for bloody vengeance, and his caretaker subjects himself to an absurd act of self-annihilation. In “Loveboat,” an Air Force officer awakens to his homosexuality, then grows self-destructive to a degree ridiculous even for a high-strung military man. Morales’ shorter stories have better focus and a more consistent tone. In “El Camino,” a car on fire crystallizes one character’s childhood fears and exposes a nobility he is rarely able to display on the streets.

Stories full of potentially intriguing scenarios but marred by B-movie horror endings.