A review by choirqueer
Brooklyn, Burning by Steve Brezenoff

5.0

As a nonbinary-gendered person, I often despair of ever finding people like me represented in literature. This book does it, and does it extremely well. This is an exquisitely crafted work of art, portraying love and loss and community and grief and passion through the eyes of a teenager whose family situation is all too real for many of us who have come out as transgender, genderqueer, or otherwise nonbinary-gendered. Some parts definitely were a little "too real" for me, so it was a deeply emotional experience for me to read this, but the author handled the sensitive spots really well and it didn't feel like the reader's vulnerability was ever used in a manipulative way.

I loved this book so much. I'm only sad that there isn't more of it.