Brother, I’m Dying: A subtle, clear documentation of love and loss.

In reading Brother I’m Dying, it’s easy to see how Danticat won so many awards and acclaims with this book. If one just pitched the premise- a story of a Haitian immigrant family, separated by immigration, the death of a father and uncle-father, one by the hands of the INS, while their daughter is pregnant- [...]

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colonial voice: Ake

Ake is not one of the books you just jump into, jumping around, swimming freely in the narrative. It’s more like a mud-think river with hippopotomouses and catfish swimming in the muck. Slow. Thick. Taking it’s time. The voice reminds me of Naipul-   it’s very much one of those male, brown, Post British Colonial I [...]

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