(Cosmin Ciotloș)
"Miruna Vlada's poems feed on the force of a non-violent saying to the past, from a painful and intimate rupture, but also from a lucid scrutiny, full of indignation, of a world in which abandonment has passed as love, perpetuând trauma, and injustice, as a natural order of the world. It grows prematurely from a wound, but, at the same time, opens a horizon of healing, of transformations according to their own laws. It's a fist and a caress, as few books of poetry have managed to be, the grunge ballad that our mothers could not afford."
(Alina Purcaru)