Sommer Browning’s Either Way I’m Celebrating shows effervescence, delight in language, and whimsy, even as it hides more introspective and severe undertones. Taking elements of surrealism from the Ashbery branch…
“Well, excuuuuuuuuuse me!” my mother says from the kitchen when we complain about baked chicken again. “Well excuuuuuuuuuuuse me!” grumbles my father when we change the channel from the Auburn…