The language of Molly Brodak’s first full-length collection, A Little Middle of the Night, is ever shifting, brightly sonic, and disarming while exploring the margin between nature and art
Raw, poetic and compulsively readable. In Molly Brodak’s dazzling memoir,Bandit, her eye is so honest, I found myself nodding like I was agreeing with her, sometimes cringing at what she sustained, an