Zombies do exist. Have you ever walked through the mall and seen death? Look into the eyes, look past what you see and you will begin to hear the cries from the grave. They are easy for the author to see and to hear because she is one of them. It took almost fifteen years after all of the dirt she piled on, but she made it back to the top.
Observe your neighbor, and you will see her there. Zombies exist in so many women. Green demonstrates how one can find a way out, a way back to life, with little or no money, just the spirit of the child they left behind. When she could decide for herself what was green, even if it was pink, she knew that she was on her way back to herself.
Green is an account of self-loss and self-discovery through the eyes of the child who was abandoned, to the adult who must now acknowledge and accept the responsibility for that child. Through the labyrinth of self-eradication, loss of children, sexual assaults, drug addiction, abuse, displacement, betrayal, incarceration, love, suicidal ideations, and ultimate reincarnation, her spirit has been able to find a place of peace and a voice.