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A review by missmansanas
And the Walls Come Crumbling Down by Tania de Rozario
4.0
"Coming home to someone is many things. It is a literal action, an abstract idea, a physical feeling. It is more than the sound of the key turning in the door and the voice that calls from the porch. It is a choice, a promise, a declaration. It is a return, not as a person to a place, but as oneself to another. It is one person saying to another: You are the one I choose."
To appreciate this, you have to embrace that it is more poetry than prose. Fragmented, poignant and haunted. It winds a bit too much near the end, but it draws the right connections between homes and people.
To appreciate this, you have to embrace that it is more poetry than prose. Fragmented, poignant and haunted. It winds a bit too much near the end, but it draws the right connections between homes and people.