Carrie Chang 
If Gretel Were Chinese 
Poems

These finely crafted ecofeminist poems cut from brown sugar and green cloth are the stuff of starfish whiz and Asian American turmoil, a yin-and-yang duo turned inside out with a glamorous hint of sassafras and old-time honey; dulcet verses written with slant rhymes in combination with shifting pictorial colors of hilarity provide a backdrop to Changs idiosyncratic alphabet, riddled with dynastic complaint and thoughtful ghetto beauty. A quick visit to the planetarium of ABC asteroids and pinyin clouds, a true soul witchs brew in the making.