Over at Hyperallergic, Michael Leong reviews Chris Tysh’s Our Lady of the Flowers, Echoic. He writes:

We know the story—the narrative signposts—but we still have the thrilling sense that anything can (and will) happen in Tysh’s translation: a young murderer can, for example, appear out of nowhere, an elegant magic trick waiting in his buttonhole. Tysh’s deft enjambments quickly and gracefully lead us to “an elsewhere so real” as she creates—or rather transcreates—a “temporary bridge” between our world and Genet’s.

Read the entire piece here.