Here's the interesting thing about modern poetry and books in general; you can objectively recognize that it's not out of this world fantastic, won't enter the realms of the classics and all that jazz, and be furious at yourself for relating to it as much as you do. Because here I am, and I can see exactly who won't like this collection and how someone will make fun of me, but here I am, who felt a little less alone.
Kristin Costello's new book Grey Matters came out on the 21st of March. I was lucky to get my copy via NetGalley, but the book is also on Kindle Unlimited. I recommend that you read it not from the lens of each poem being something to focus on, but the journey throughout the book.