“What We Carry” by Maya Shanbhag Lang, Bookclique

Lately I’ve been reading memoirs for reasons that remind me of a line from the uneven but wrenching musical Falsettos. It’s sung by the sometimes lovable, sometimes despicable protagonist: “I never wanted to love you/ I only wanted to see my face in yours.” But the best memoirs not only reflect back who you are. They also open worlds beyond your… Continue reading