Night Sky with Exit Wounds by Ocean VuongMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
The poetry here flows, like water, weaving in and out of ideas and people. It is about people, about places and times and horror and beauty. It is gorgeous. I sat down with it and couldn’t stop reading till the pages had all been flipped and the stories all absorbed, to some degree, but begging to be re-read immediately.
Of Thee I Sing almost made me cry. Face in hands, I sat there in the cafe, hot chocolate sitting next to me and smooth jazz washing over my heart. I stayed there and thought and whispered, till I could push myself back to my seat and continue.
What else can I say?
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