Love Her Wild by Atticus

Some of these pieces were beautiful and worth rereading.
A lot of others fell short.
There were few pieces that caused me to pause and wonder – to soak in the words.

For those who love Atticus’s Instagram, they will likely enjoy this book. I, however, was hoping for more. I thought perhaps we’d be seeing some of his short pieces tied into longer prose more worthy of a book collection. The photography in this book is beautiful and really adds an extra beauty to the content. I honestly feel I enjoyed half of the pictures more than his quotes.

This book is beautifully put together. Stunning pages, images, fonts, and the cover is gorgeous, but I feel like that’s all you get with this. Beauty on the first layer but unable to find any soul.

While his words are beautiful and give you the feels for a moment, they don’t linger, they don’t settle. If you’re looking for something deep and meaningful, it’s not this. I don’t think this book was terrible. I also don’t think it was great. If you follow him on IG, you really don’t need to get this book to find anything “more“.

Rating: 3 stars

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33208115The first collection of poetry by Instagram sensation Atticus.

Love Her Wild is a collection of new and beloved poems from Atticus, the young writer who has captured the hearts and minds of hundreds of thousands of avid followers on his Instagram account @atticuspoetry, including superstars like Karlie Kloss and Shay Mitchell. He was dubbed the “#1 poet to follow” by Teen Vogue and “the world’s most tattoo-able” poet by Galore magazine, in Love Her Wild, Atticus captures what is both raw and relatable about the smallest and the grandest moments in life: the first glimpse of a new love in Paris; skinny dipping on a summer’s night; the irrepressible exuberance of the female spirit; or drinking whiskey in the desert watching the rising sun. With honesty, poignancy, and romantic flair, Atticus distills the most exhilarating highs and the heartbreaking lows of life and love into a few perfectly evocative lines, ensuring that his words will become etched in your mind—and will awaken your sense of adventure.

Abandoned Breaths by Alfa

If you’re looking for a poetry book to add to your collection, look no further. Alfa has blown me away again. Her first book was a chapbook, short and sweet. Abandoned Breaths is full and savory.

… and late at night
when you hit me up,
telling me you miss me,
and maybe we should
     try again…
I know it is just loneliness
and familiarity.
You need instant gratification,
and you reach for your old
   stand by.
I am tired of feeding your 
sweet tooth, and then being
expected to encourage your
diet the next day.

Many of these pieces allowed my soul to sigh with the total truth Alfa allowed into her words. This book has all that your soul is seeking, and each poem is like a new breath. A new way to open. A fresh honesty.

There’s really not much I can say in regards to this book other than the fact that it’s amazing. I have so many quotes I want to share. I had them all typed up in this review and it was nothing but quotes from this book. But I didn’t want to spoil the refreshing air of this poetry collection.

I never knew
what magic felt like
until you cupped my face
in your hands
for a full nine seconds
before you kissed me.

I’m so happy to know such a beautiful human being and to have her work resting on my headboard at night.

Rating: 5 stars!

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34604945What happens to the words that never escape the confines of heartbroken souls?
When someone chooses to vacate your life, they seldom take everything with them when they leave. Closure is elusive. A heart still has questions. It is ruthless in its inquisition and stores every one of them in your soul.

Endless dialogue.

Where do the words go?
The ones we wanted to say, but never got the chance?

They live on.

They don’t leave with their Muse.
They stay behind.
Clinging, building, breathing, and aching to be heard.

Abandoned breaths longing to breathe.

I feel them emerging, and for once I do not stop them. I let them flow.
I release the heartache, in hopes that by doing so, these words will find other hearts and bring them a measure of comfort.
You are not alone.
When it comes to love, we all speak the same language.

” I am a collection of everything that has touched my skin. I have absorbed the pulse of the Universe.”

Salt by Nayyirah Waheed

18689968DNF 24%

of all.
does not

Second, I don’t like a lot of the content. A divided mentality. This is definitely for a certain group of people. The first 10% had me thinking, what am I reading? The next chunk, I read 2 pieces that I actually liked that had substance to it. Then one piece slammed the mallet home.

white people are not chinese.
because they are born/live in china.
white people are not indian.
because they are born/live in india.
white people are not african.
because they are born/live on a continent they
murdered their way into.

– there is no such thing as a white african | colonial blood myths | a revisionist history

This was one of quite a few similar pieces. I get that stuff happened in the past, but this is awfully judgmental in general.

Also, it is my belief that there can be white Africans the same as there can be black Americans.

Not. For. Me.

I won’t be wasting my time on this anymore.

bone by Yrsa Daley-Ward

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.

Whiskey Words & a Shovel III by R.H. Sin

32894545While I enjoyed reading this book, I didn’t feel much emotion ebbing from the pages. In poetry, I’m searching for words that either make me think or make me feel. The great stuff will do a little of both.

This had some pieces that caused me to think. Others that caused me to feel. None that really did both to the extent I hoped for.

That does NOT mean this is a bad collection. It’s just not a favorite of mine. For me, it fell a little short, but it was still a great read. There were some pieces (one or two liners) that did absolutely nothing for me. Those pieces tend to resonate as something anyone could/would say. Not poetry (in my opinion). But fortunately, there weren’t too many of those.

This is a beautiful collection with some shout out’s to the woman he loves. His words caused me to think over my past relationships and analyze them more closely. And you know what, r.h. Sin was right. It wasn’t my fault they couldn’t love me. Yes, I should have left sooner. No, I will not go back to a one-sided kind of love. Yes, a strong and independent woman like myself does need a strong and independent man and should never settle for less.

Like I stated above, these pieces mostly had my mind thinking back and analyzing. That’s some good poetry right there. However, the fact that I wasn’t sucked in emotionally, was a little disappointing. There were some pieces that pulled me in marginally, but nothing touched me in my depths.

That’s where poetry is meant to go. Deep and dark with honesty.

While this is a good collection, it’s not great. It’s not my favorite. But it’s still one that I feel should be a part of any poetry collection.

Rating: 3.5 stars


Bestselling poet r.h. Sin completes the trilogy with Whiskey Words & a Shovel III! His raw voice delivers gritty, impassioned truths on matters of loving, living, and leaving in this final book in the series.
r.h. Sin’s final volume in the Whiskey, Words, and a Shovel series expands on the passion and vigor of his first two installments. His stanzas inspire strength through the raw, emotional energy and the vulnerability of his poems. Relationships, love, pain, and fortitude are powerfully rendered in his poetry, and his message of perseverance in the face of emotional turmoil cuts to the heart of modern-day life. At roughly 300 pages, this culminating volume will be his lengthiest yet.