To read Tetra Nova is to lean into nonlinear disorientation, flipping pages back and forth across time, scribbling in the margins of Vietnamese history.
Loss and loneliness might be ubiquitous, but Greene reminds us of their infinite manifestations, each with a specificity so intimate we feel it like a punch to the gut.
...[BERLIN ATOMIZED is] about the internal and external chaos of growing up during globalization in an exploding, rootless world—one in which young people can’t tell who they are.
For me, the process of essay play involves a lot of making things visible that were invisible, which often means circling back to show what else was there.