These 14 short pieces make up an implicit argument for the pleasures of English as an almost second language, a tongue that still feels new enough to stick out and twist at the neighbors. But Gizzi’s also a champion rememberer, out to get down the echoes of the whole “latinate herb breathy ‘come sei bello ragazzo’ litany” before the onset of “primness on Lake Amnesia,” where everything sinks and goes white. File under: Gizzi Saves the Ethnic in 20 Pages Flat.