Seeing Blind by Poppy Dale

Jamie’s world is small. He likes it that way – after a lifetime of prosopagnosia (he hates the term “face blindness”), he has learned to keep to himself. The same job, the same coffee shop, the same shirt every time he has a picture taken, all in the hope it will somehow become familiar to him. Friends will only stick around so long after you walk right past them without recognizing them one too many times. Nameless, anonymous hookups from an app become the best way to make any kind of connection. How much more anonymous could it be than him literally not knowing his date’s face?

Lev is on the app for similar reasons. He knows he’s nothing remarkable. If he had a dollar for every time someone told him he was a pretty face but not much else, he wouldn’t be stuck in a dead end job at his friend’s coffee shop. Still, the shy, gorgeous boy who comes in every day does make things seem a little brighter, a little more hopeful. Matching with him on the app seems to be a chance to finally make a good impression.

The debut novel from Poppy Dale tells the story of two boys lost in a city and to themselves, and how, if you’re lucky, you may be able to find true love more than once.