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A review by rosa44
Small Worlds by Caleb Azumah Nelson
adventurous
emotional
reflective
slow-paced
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
3.0
"By midnight, the party is beginning to wane; emotions are fraught, andsome begin to cry. We’ve known each other for the better part of sevenyears. This is all we’ve known. We hold each other, close, as the musicstops and the lights go up. We’re all seeing each other here, really seeingeach other, the fullness of our lives apparent in this moment of strange grief.We continue to hold each other, heads buried into shirts, tender palmsgripping forearms, insisting we’ll link up, insisting we’ll keep in touch.Insisting the only thing between us is love."
"I’ve never seen my father cry, but he looks close. The water is a kind threat, the sheen on his eyes like a glimmer, a sad glint. I wonder what fragment has bled into his day, wonder what wound of his I cannot see.What might haunt him. I wish I could ask. I wish we could be that open."
"Around me, thecity blurs. The mourning is immediate. I open my mouth to call for someone, but there’s no voice, no rhythm, no music. I open my mouth to call for someone, but there’s no one here to tend to my grief. I open my mouth to call for someone, but the world is so quiet now. I’m all alone."
"I’ve never seen my father cry, but he looks close. The water is a kind threat, the sheen on his eyes like a glimmer, a sad glint. I wonder what fragment has bled into his day, wonder what wound of his I cannot see.What might haunt him. I wish I could ask. I wish we could be that open."
"Around me, thecity blurs. The mourning is immediate. I open my mouth to call for someone, but there’s no voice, no rhythm, no music. I open my mouth to call for someone, but there’s no one here to tend to my grief. I open my mouth to call for someone, but the world is so quiet now. I’m all alone."