3.5 stars. If I didn’t already know this author was also a poet, it’d be very clear from the writing. Very thoughtful, intentional work with words here. Unfortunately, I’m someone who struggles to understand and appreciate poetry (though I am trying), so I’m not the best audience for this book. I think my favorite line is:

“All this time I told myself we were born from war—but I was wrong, Ma. We were born from beauty.
Let no one mistake us for the fruit of violence—but that violence, having passed through the fruit, failed to spoil it.”