A review by daneekasghost
Lake Michigan by Daniel Borzutzky
4.0
An incandescent anger that burns away so much. My favorite part was when Neruda's cue "y por las calles la sangre de los ninos corria simplemente, como sangre de ninos" gives way to a poem that eschews metaphor with a sneer and shouts the names of things as they are.
Not a book that will convince people who aren't already angry about police brutality, but a cathartic scream for those who need it.
Not a book that will convince people who aren't already angry about police brutality, but a cathartic scream for those who need it.