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3.29 AVERAGE
3.29 AVERAGE
emotional
inspiring
reflective
I haven't read a poetry book in a while, I forgot how beautiful they can be. I felt all of the sadness the author endured as a child, and all the beauty she regained during their self-love journey. I can not wait to read more by this author, and add more poetry to my tbr.
This was a sweet little poetry collection in the same sort of Free Verse style as Rupi Kaur that I love.
These are fairly romancy/lovey-dovey poems but they aren't mushy if that makes sense. There weren't many pieces that made me emotional or stood out to me (I highlighted less than I expected to) but overall I enjoyed these and felt I was in the author's head for a while, and that's really all poetry needs to do. For someone who isn't overly romantic nor cares about having a relationship, I was impressed.
These are fairly romancy/lovey-dovey poems but they aren't mushy if that makes sense. There weren't many pieces that made me emotional or stood out to me (I highlighted less than I expected to) but overall I enjoyed these and felt I was in the author's head for a while, and that's really all poetry needs to do. For someone who isn't overly romantic nor cares about having a relationship, I was impressed.
dark
emotional
mysterious
sad
fast-paced
This was not what I was expecting at all. It was very adult, too adult for most of it for my taste. But there were definitely a few that hit some heartstrings!
honestly all I can really say is I loved this book of poetry. I loved her journey of love, mental illness, abuse, love of oneself and so much more. I can think of like 20 quotes I want tatted on me right now, her words really spoke to my soul. All parts of it were great but Epiphany was probably the section that hit me in the heart. This is her story but I connected with her experiences because it parallels my story. Sadly the story of many black women and non-men, but there is so much hope in the final part of the collection, that I believe that we can be okay. Her work is amazing.
dark
emotional
hopeful
reflective
sad
tense
fast-paced
Of all poetry books I read so far, this one I felt the most personal. She is me and I am her.
“Sometimes i lift
The scab to revisit
The pink flesh of pain
To feel more alive”
“Sometimes i lift
The scab to revisit
The pink flesh of pain
To feel more alive”
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I got an ARC in return for an honest review on NetGalley.
I am not the biggest fan of poetry. The poems have to be something special for me to considering putting the effort towards getting the book either buying it or finding it at the library. There are very few poets I would put that effort towards. The only effort I had to put forward was downloading this book, but from what I read I will gladly put effort into this author. I will look for her books. I will push people to read it. I will become a cheerleader for her success. She has won me over.
The poems ranged from identity to self-love. The poems are so deep and necessary. This is the type of poetry that I needed in high school and college when I started doing activist work. This is the type of poetry I needed when I moved across the country for a fresh start. This is the type of poetry I need now as I am trying to navigate the world. This book applies to so many people and experiences. There were poems that discussed being black that I could not relate to on a perfect match, but the feelings she had towards her skin brought up the feelings I have towards mine for being trans. The wording was so perfect and I couldn’t help but be impressed that she used “gentrified” in a poem that was about her own body.
There are many heavy topics covered. There is a lot of sexual themes, which I saw a bad review complaining about. I loved how frank the author was and how beautifully graphic she was. These were poems about having sex, these were poems about connections. These were poems about how bodies and love don’t always match. These are poems about only feeling loved when someone is there with you. These are poems about feeling like no one will love you unless you have sex with them. They aren’t about sex, they are about the complicated feelings that sex brings.
I got an ARC in return for an honest review on NetGalley.
I am not the biggest fan of poetry. The poems have to be something special for me to considering putting the effort towards getting the book either buying it or finding it at the library. There are very few poets I would put that effort towards. The only effort I had to put forward was downloading this book, but from what I read I will gladly put effort into this author. I will look for her books. I will push people to read it. I will become a cheerleader for her success. She has won me over.
The poems ranged from identity to self-love. The poems are so deep and necessary. This is the type of poetry that I needed in high school and college when I started doing activist work. This is the type of poetry I needed when I moved across the country for a fresh start. This is the type of poetry I need now as I am trying to navigate the world. This book applies to so many people and experiences. There were poems that discussed being black that I could not relate to on a perfect match, but the feelings she had towards her skin brought up the feelings I have towards mine for being trans. The wording was so perfect and I couldn’t help but be impressed that she used “gentrified” in a poem that was about her own body.
There are many heavy topics covered. There is a lot of sexual themes, which I saw a bad review complaining about. I loved how frank the author was and how beautifully graphic she was. These were poems about having sex, these were poems about connections. These were poems about how bodies and love don’t always match. These are poems about only feeling loved when someone is there with you. These are poems about feeling like no one will love you unless you have sex with them. They aren’t about sex, they are about the complicated feelings that sex brings.
I appreciated the themes and vulnerability of the author, but I expected more from the writing. Tr first poem reads: I used to turn away from her but now I’m turning into her slowly like honey. —-> while I liked her initial use of “turn”, I found the following honey comparison very simple and amateurs. Each stanza experiences similar issues.
slow-paced