Review: Vivid

Giselle Au-Nhien Nguyen At my parents’ house sits a shrine to our ancestors. There are photos of people I loved, and people I never knew: my grandmothers, grandfathers, the greats and the greats before them. Every morning, my mother kneels and prays. She closes her eyes and hums tunelessly, lighting sticks of incense. The air fills with their  ...

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