Whether you’re dancing dust or breathing light you’re never exactly the same, twice.
This is a raw compilation. The title does this book justice.
Completely stripped bare for the readers.
I could tell the author wrote of what she knew. I felt her in each piece, humming under the current of the words poured onto the pages.
She is talented, however, I related to very few of these. There were lines and sections and poems I completely adored. Then there were others that left me thinking, “Wait, what?” Sometimes I honestly could not follow her train of thought.
Another problem I had was that she seemed to be on again, off again with punctuation. Some poets like punctuation, others don’t, but at least pick a side.
With my minor frustrations, this was still a good book to read. Parts were even great. So great, in fact, that I’d say the book as a whole is worth it. The feels were powerful, even if I couldn’t fully relate to them.
Rating: 4 stars
Bone. Visceral. Close to. Stark.