Formally distinct, the two chapbooks composing the tête-bêche Landguage/Mirror Me share the trappings of gendered and classed experiences where freedom isn't free. Located and then dislocated from place, grounded in Americanisms and warping them, self - and socially - conscious, Landguage/Mirror Me voices the silences of women in exile. As playful as they are vexed, the poems in Landguage/Mirror Me estrange and beckon with their rhythms and mouthfeel.
