Poetry. "Gary Chang has written a first book of complex beauty, made from the mortal darkness in the muzzle of a gun and the glorious gold in the eye of a feral goat's death and resurrection, ferocity, despair, loyalty, and love. In these poems are the big dogs and four-wheel drives that are the apt metaphors for our racial wounds and our most tender affections. This is the real stuff" -- Frank Stewart, By All Means.