Village of Knives

“Train-sounds, dew-sounds, sounds from the hair, prayerful sounds and python sounds, fish market then mooncake sounds, sounds of falling into water, sounds of rising from fire—these are the sounds of Village of Knives, a collection that speaks through how much, how closely and imaginatively it listens. The poems here listen to immigrant life and dream, to gendered expectation and subversion, to desire, to the body’s surging, briny rhythms. This is a poet who understands the power of paring away the noise to zero in on the music: ‘How we turned off all the lights in the house / & fell to our knees / just to hear the sound of bone.’”

 

—Chen Chen, author of When I Grow Up I Want to be a List of Further Possibilities

 

 

“Fierce and full of teeth,