Review

What We Talk About When We Talk About Dumplings – John Lorinc

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Compiling an anthology about possibly the most common food in the world practically guarantees an interesting mix of histories and perspectives . . .

Boy Parts – Eliza Clark

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Incendiary . . . an innovative subversion of the male gaze in a dark comedy packaging.

Weak in Comparison to Dreams – James Elkins

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WEAK IN COMPARISON TO DREAMS [may] look like a recovery narrative, but it’s actually a re-cover-up story.

Abyss – Pilar Quintana

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[Quintana] strips away the illusions that parents hold that they can just “cloak” their language or argue behind closed doors. Children see through it. They always have.

Mistaken for an Empire – Christine Imperial

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“Where do you call home?” the world seems to ask . . . Imperial finds herself unable or unwilling to decide.

Tales of Tangier: The Complete Short Stories of Mohamed Choukri

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Even in the stories that project a more lighthearted air . . . there is a looming sense that something is horribly wrong, that the party is over.

Always Crashing in the Same Car – Lance Olsen

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[Olsen’s novel] doesn’t blur the lines between history and invention, fiction and nonfiction—it doesn’t recognize the existence of these lines in the first place.

Landscapes – Christine Lai

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A rich meditation on the burden of remembrance, the ruins of the past, and the ruins that climate crisis will soon bring us, Landscapes is a tightly woven debut that travels easily between epistles, point of view shifts, and art criticism.

Hanging Out: The Radical Power of Killing Time – Sheila Liming

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For a world currently crossing the threshold into climate apocalypse, hanging out as anti-despair, as an assertion of human dignity and value, feels revolutionary.

Love Chronicles of the Octopodes – Karen An-Hwei Lee

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Emily D. is a biogenetically engineered entity gone wrong, somehow flubbed in the petri dishes and tubes of the “stardust editors of the Genzopolis,” thrown out like yesterday’s trash into a black hole that smells of honey and rhododendrons.