These poems are written with a jazzy bee-bop melody, a secretive voice, a phalanx of sweet words and silky resonance. Lounge writing with a taboo slant in which poetry becomes seductive as the weaver of the word. A student from the NYU poetry cadre, Chang makes the art of dressing up a mystical rite full of charms. A real mind blower full of hi-jinks and bluesy metaphor for the sephoric savante-garde.