An exceptionally excellent book of poetry! Evocative poems you can feel in your body. Loving lines like: "I’ve become a gardener ripping weeds from my breast & torso, each root a cord connecting you to me. [...] I rolled out sod over several patches of missing flesh. Some holes collapsed, deepened. I pressed my fingers over the damage. I tried to shove a person into the graveyard of my body. He was a twisted mandrake who poured salt on the raw earth." ("A Letter I Never Wrote Because By The Time I Processed My Heartbreak It Seemed Inappropriate", p. 8).