Rochelle Duffy

I think this is a work of genius. Why genius, you may ask? Because the author is so brutally honest, so authentic, so unique, so himself. He gives whirlwind insights into his family roots, war, abuse, poverty, while escaping through writing in a language that was his orphan tongue. To take the inner drive the inner traumatic forces of memory of his mother and grandmother as well as his own struggle with his sexual identity and bring it all to word is genius. Language is unlocked and born again. His struggles are universal and personal, brutal and beautiful. This is a masterpiece.