Anthology Reviews
Voices of women rise above the sounds of washing machines, non-televised daytime dramas and laughter falling on a familiar landscape. Removing the clothespins from their mouths, these women reveal their secrets, fears, loves and regrets in poem and story form. Finely detailed as the vintage sleeve of a rummage sale find, the work in Lavandería brings the circle closer to home as you find yourself nodding and remembering and thanking every woman who ever sat next to you at a laundromat and made conversation.
Voices of women rise above the sounds of washing machines, non-televised daytime dramas and laughter falling on a familiar landscape. Removing the clothespins from their mouths, these women reveal their secrets, fears, loves and regrets in poem and story form. Finely detailed as the vintage sleeve of a rummage sale find, the work in Lavandería brings the circle closer to home as you find yourself nodding and remembering and thanking every woman who ever sat next to you at a laundromat and made conversation.
- Marisela Norte, Peeping Tom Tom Girl
I rarely encounter writing so clear. You have proven and acknowledged that blood, sweat and tears produces wonderful work. The nitty-gritty life of suds, soap, bleach, love, hurt, loss, resentment—in short, life with blood stains that don’t wash out, of memories blowing like sheets in the wind. The arrangement of work, the compositions, the lyrical depth, the tribal echoes that stir in the blood and originate from the source of small needs. To all you poets and fiction writers—bravo. I toss my hat into the air.
- Jimmy Santiago Baca, A Place to Stand