Michiko Kakutani in The New York Times writes: “The poems in Mr. Vuong’s new collection, …
Torso of Air by Ocean Vuong
Suppose you do change your life. & the body is more than
a portion of night—sealed with bruises. Suppose you woke
& found your shadow replaced by a black wolf. The boy, beautiful
& gone. So you take the knife to the wall instead. You carve & carve
until a coin of light appears & you get to look in, at last,
on happiness. The eye staring back from the other side—
waiting.
— Night Sky with Exit Wounds by Ocean Vuong (Page 55)
