Adrienne Chung's debut collection of poems, "Organs of Little Importance" asks why we cling so dearly to the vestigial parts of our psychologies--residues of first impressions, thought spirals to nowhere, memories that persist despite outliving their usefulness. The speaker in these poems tries to wear more color, indulges in Y2K nostalgia and falls in and out of love; a Jungian psychoanalyst has a field day with her dreams.
Adrienne Chung's debut collection of poems, "Organs of Little Importance" asks why we cling so dearly to the vestigial parts of our psychologies--residues of first impressions, thought spirals to nowhere, memories that persist despite outliving their usefulness. The speaker in these poems tries to wear more color, indulges in Y2K nostalgia and falls in and out of love; a Jungian psychoanalyst has a field day with her dreams.
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