An Un-Calibrated Centrifuge
The House on Mango Street
This book will always remind me of my sophomore year of high school (and it's inextricably intertwined with Suzanne Vega in my head). Each vignette is very short and best read slowly. I found this a satisfying reread after all of these neatly tied up stories I've been reading lately. Some characters only show up once and then they're gone. Despite one objectionable use of the term oriental (the book was published in 1984, but I'm not clear on when it's set) The House on Mango Street is pretty fantastic.
