... Scarred By Wisdom She'd Never Asked

I Have A Lot Of Rage About Things That Didn't Happen To Me, Tied Up With Watching An Immigrant, Working-class Father Struggle To Make His Way Through The World - And Seeing How Society Was Modeled To Keep Him In His Place.

Grief, I Swear To God, Doesn't Live In The Heart. It Lives In The Senses. And Sometimes, All I Want To Do Is Cut Off My Nose So I Can't Smell Her, Hack My Fingers Off At The Joint.

He Wanted To Ask Her What Sound A Heart Made When It Broke From Pleasure, When Just The Sight Of Someone Filled You The Way Food, Blood, And Air Never Could, When You Felt As If You'd Been Born For Only One Moment And This, For Whatever Reason, Was It.

Visitation Street Is Urban Opera Writ Large. Gritty And Magical, Filled With Mystery, Poetry And Pain, Ivy Pochoda’s Voice Recalls Richard Price, Junot Diaz, And Even Alice Sebold, Yet It’s Indelibly Her Own.

What Molds Us Is What Maims Us.