The Smallest of Bones is unique collection of small poems with a chilling and somewhat ethereal undertone throughout. Covering topics such a love, relationships, and heartbreak in such a shattering tone, then jumping into the subjects of sexuality, queerness, gender and identity and of course death, ghosts and bones.
This is a visceral, intelligent, outstanding work full of forward momentum and the grabbing of ideas and the body and wrestling with conventions and finally kicking them out the door. It’s a collection of poetry inspired by parts and places of the body, and about body, and being a woman, and loving women and their bodies, and rejecting the status quo and the male gaze and grappling with self-image. I want to give copies to every woman I know, and I want to teach it in high schools, and I want everyone talking about it, and I want to read more by this author right now.