"These generous and sensitive meditations on belonging and the first-generation experience cast intimate light on shared human experiences."-Publishers Weekly
"What I found in this collection is not only an invitation to belong, but a reassurance that the self has always been unequivocally whole even if we must journey forward and back through time to come to that understanding."-S.M. Badawi, Waxwing Magazine
"Into this collection's longing arms Gomery gathers all matter of kin and all kin of matter: landscapes, stones, 'unsiblings,' creation myths, God, language, home, bodies, soil, dignity, 'jagged verges,' mirrors, and eyes. She grapples: What are we to do in a world where loss is certain, time is defiant, and the self aches to transcend its borders? Instead of offering us synthetic answers Gomery's poems arrive 'bare skinned on the bridge between thinking and knowing.' This book is an invitation, a constellation, a map. We are lucky, lucky victims of its grandeur."-Shira Erlichman, author of Odes to Lithium
"'If you take a child to the mountain,' writes Mónica Gomery in Might Kindred, 'do not expect the mountain to not live inside the child.' Reader, you and I are the child. This collection is the mountain. Expect nothing less than to be forever changed."-Nicole Sealey, author of Ordinary Beast
