‘who made her feel like her dreams were stupid and a waste of time and that kind of constant belittlement can do terrible things to a person so maybe getting really upset when people don’t use coasters is an understandable, or at least comparatively sane response to the psychic baggage of your parents never having believed in you.’
I had to read Hera Lindsay Bird by Hera Lindsay Bird a couple of times before I started to identify parts of the poems that I liked, and it grew on me. Monica was a recognizable poem, having gone viral a few years ago. I liked that the beginning and end poems were continuous, four lines each page. It had a pleasing effect and allowed room for the poetry to breathe. Also, the book cover terrifies me.
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