"'Not // I Have a dream // A cold, cold feeling' closes Hopper's
'The Good Caucasian;'...these unsettling poems trace Hopper's
struggle to make sense of terrible legacies, from racial violence in
the name of white female bodies to a father's terminal illness as a
site of private and public histories. Hopper's lines halt, knot,
interdigitate, and stutter, but they never flinch. She leaves that to
the reader. What she doesn't offer us are easy epiphanies, a bid for
being a good caucasian, or post-race snake oil. This is difficult
work for a time when 'any touch / will bruise.' Dark-Sky Society
insists we reach and be reached anyway." Douglas Kearney"