Brittany Mishra’s Reviews > Library of Small Catastrophes > Status Update

Only on page 19 and I'm just blown away by these poems. Weighted with history and information unknown of small disasters and catastrophies that escalate. Some lines that have blown me away:

"How do hips learn to sound out a child?"

"The past slung like a doe/ across its shoulders, as history/repeats it's hunger."

"A ghost kneels inme,/asks to be spared."