"Return Flight is an attentive but effulgent but joyously aching book. Its lines dig inward and cling even as they unfold outward in excess and surprise. 'What pain is the desire for pain?' one poem asks. 'Many visitors lately, another begins, I wake to an ache in my sternum.' Huang's lines can move like that, with, sonically, crystalline compactness, while directing the reader with cinematic clarity of scene and the delights of recontextualization … Return Flight is a book that aligns itself with pleasure. Burrow inside."
—Jos Charles

"Jennifer Huang's compelling poems arise from the mutable realm between speaking and flying, touching and breaking, absence and forgiveness, numbness and desire, everywhere and nowhere, the home of the body—and home. Here, the poem abides even through gradations of silence—the bone in the throat, the tongue both captive and captivated, and love, too, abides, despite striations and separations, even dissolving the veil between the living and the dead."
—Diane Seuss