Praise for Storage Unit for the Spirit House These spare poems are haunted. With a blown-up heart, Win writes about possessions and flashes that hark back like ghosts to our before s. In Storage Unit for the Spirit House prisons, tombs, portals, bottles, storage units are memorials. I would call these poems luminous and gorgeously darkly-edged, bellowing as they do with the knowledge that we never truly depart from all of our departed things. -Ingrid Rojas Contreras, author of Fruit of the Drunken Tree Maw Shein Win has no weaknesses nor restraints in this collection that might map how thought and memory were meant to exist. Poems that sharpen the soul. Cosmic architecture made from and into the simple organs of small places. And while an afterworld owes her for its articulation, she won t kick the ghosts while they are down. -Tongo Eisen-Martin, author of Heaven is All Goodbyes