One of Oliver de la Paz's gifts is his sense of the book as a whole. In his latest, he turns the sonnet into a lens for slow-motion snapshots of migration . . . Amidst poems rich in details of the resulting changing natural landscapes emerge vivid portraits: we see the father in his twenties holding a hatbox, later, a gun . . . Every "Diaspora Sonnet" holds this label as part of its title, the pointed repetition pounding impactfully, each section bookended by a "Chain Migration" ballad and a punctuating final pantoum, a reminder of these poems' origins.–Rebecca Morgan Frank "Literary Hub"