Tell Me Where It Hurts
I feel like J.R. Rogue has stolen my heart from my chest (OUAT style) and has been squeezing it since the moment I started reading this. I don't think this is a poetry book I'll be revisiting, because it hurt to read. It was beautiful and very well written, but also raw and painful. The words have burrowed into me and I feel haunted.
I definitely recommend this one, and I'm anxiously waiting to be able to order a couple of physical copies of her books because the e-books are not enough. I'm not sure if I'll be ordering a physical copy of this one or not, because I don't know if I could manage reading it again. I'm glad that I did read it, but it was not easy, and I think it might have been the most difficult poetry book I've ever read, but in a good way. Not the themes, but because of the execution of the poetry, that is.
