by Warsan Shire
“ The first boy to kiss your mother later raped women when the war broke out. She remembers hearing this from your uncle, then going to your bedroom and lying down on the floor. You were at school. Your mother was sixteen when he first kissed her. She held her breath for so long that she blacked ...
I heard about this poet over a year ago when I came across her poetry on Tumblr. And I've wanted to read this book of poetry since then. However, it's only lately that I've actually been able to do it. I'm so glad I did. Shire's poems are frank and honest. Her poems are like individual stories and h...
(As a quick side note, I thought this would be much longer. I hadn't noticed that this was a 'pamphlet' poetry book, so to speak, but that's what made it all the more impressive).This made for a quick but powerful read. Each poem hit the mark and delivered its message across, and did so surprisingly...
Log in with Facebook 
