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A review by uuuultraviolennnnt
Night Sky with Exit Wounds by Ocean Vuong
dark
emotional
funny
mysterious
reflective
medium-paced
5.0
I read this once through, over the course of trying weeks for me, and now I’ve gone back to make sure what I tasted through tears was indeed pure.
Ocean word’s fizz in my ears every time they leave my mouth, but on my tongue I sense their trueness.
Vuong. You have something the others don’t have. You may very well see emotion, folding out in front of your eyes like ghosts, or maybe it’s a perpetual taste, like the one this book has left in my mouth.
The taste of familiarity, and of not being alone. It’s a taste of the ‘Third World’, an anti-imperialist flavour, an anti-patriotic tongue, and the irreplicable thoughts born from them, from Us, the internationally berated, a beration that strings through generations, but inso creates a language and a touch so soft, so sweet so...
my pen has no ink left (it was all used up underlying and circling)
Ocean word’s fizz in my ears every time they leave my mouth, but on my tongue I sense their trueness.
Vuong. You have something the others don’t have. You may very well see emotion, folding out in front of your eyes like ghosts, or maybe it’s a perpetual taste, like the one this book has left in my mouth.
The taste of familiarity, and of not being alone. It’s a taste of the ‘Third World’, an anti-imperialist flavour, an anti-patriotic tongue, and the irreplicable thoughts born from them, from Us, the internationally berated, a beration that strings through generations, but inso creates a language and a touch so soft, so sweet so...
my pen has no ink left (it was all used up underlying and circling)