Gorgeous poetry that is actually written to be read rather than spoken word. There’s a skill in the vocabulary that reflects polished art. As the name suggests, it’s poetry on the very fleeting, very ephemeral nature of life. On life, love, grief, pain, death, hopes and dreams, the plans we make and how one phone call can end everything. Facts change and things go wrong and all things end. It’s sad and skilled. Touching and sharp. Emotive yet with a steely perspective and resolve. Truly a great piece of work. It’ll break your heart but also console you in that if your heart is broken, it’s probably not for the last time (if that is any consolation).