In the end, the effect of these faintly imagined voices speaking on their own faint history is disorienting, unsettling. Hardly War requires an attentiveness that destabilizes narrative. “What are world memories,” one voice in a poem asks. “It turns out that they are war memories.”

— In Its Own Faint Language: On Don Mee Choi’s Hardly War, at Hyperallergic (2017)

The self-conscious, performative nature of its formal conceit offers poignant moments such as this, in a section where Pico imagines a future version of himself, “with little relatives / pointing at the pics / all around the walls” of his trailer. They say, “That was you, Uncle / Teebs? OMG that was / Uncle Teebs!!! OMG / You were so beautiful.”

— The Georgia Review (2017)

Reading Proxies, one can often feel like the recipient of great generosity in the form of hard-won self-knowledge.

— Knowing Better: Brian Blanchfield’s Essay Collection Proxies, at Hyperallergic (2016)

What Moschovakis accomplishes transcends simple logical or linguistic associations, allowing the ligatures themselves to be sites of rich exploration.

— The Georgia Review (2016)