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These poems are like those tiny fireworks wrapped in white paper: tiny, unassuming bundles that explode if you snap them between your fingers. Here, Gosztyla has mastered a syntax of magical compression-of contortion, too. As he bends language in ways that delight and unsettle, the laws of gravity become so surreal, you can almost drink the sky.
-MRB ChelkoThese poems are like those tiny fireworks wrapped in white paper: tiny, unassuming bundles that explode if you snap them between your fingers. Here, Gosztyla has mastered a syntax of magical compression-of contortion, too. As he bends language in ways that delight and unsettle, the laws of gravity become so surreal, you can almost drink the sky.
-MRB Chelko
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