With straightforward syntax and diction Zandi's poems find their way to fresh sound and unexplored regions of the interior.
Best Poetry of 2016, The New York Times
"Zandi's mellow, sometimes deliberately goofy lines ("As loud as cats - and happiness!") can almost fool you into missing the agile intellect that makes this one of the year's strongest first books."
-The New York Times
"A first book made eventful by the weirdness and clarity of Zandi's mind. Poetry is like solitaire: we go to it to pass the time. Zandi reminds us that passing the time is a very serious activity. His balletic inner life belies the gravity at its core."
-The New Yorker
"Zandi's debut collection radiates a fragile warmth in what proves to be an aching and uncommonly ingenious exploration of youth and memory."
-Publishers Weekly
