March 11, 2025
I see the rhythms, and not just the form. Life here remains ever in motion, circling in predictable paths as easily seen by me now as the landmarks are by Uncle Norbing.
February 18, 2025
I smile in greeting and stay out of the way. I know I’m a curiosity, probably the first stranger they’ve seen apart from backpackers who motor through without stopping.
January 26, 2023
Allison Hong’s book is mesmerizing and gut wrenching. Any one (especially women) who has felt the stab of betrayal, knows what Allison is going through.