This book here really gets me. Like, I think we should go for beers together. Friends. I might consider us friends. These poems and I had some insightful conversation. They were charming and funny and smart as a whip snap and made me feel okay about my life choices, and further question others and wonder about what they hell people are thinking. They were supportive without being fake, called me out on my crap and weren’t afraid to give me a little shove when I needed one. Sometimes talk is cheap and we need something solid, not empty words and stanzas. None of that here. Just solid poetic realness that surprised and inspired. Like a good beer it had fizz and a lovely flavour. And I felt real good about taking the time to digest these irrational, philosophical, intellectual and emotionally relevant poems. I think I’m going to be happy in this new friendship. Real happy.
