we carry the sky – McKayla Robbin

Paperback, 158 pages
Published December 5th 2016 by CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Source: Author

I knew I would like this collection of poetry from the foreword alone:

pain is only beautiful
in poetry

do not let it trick you
into thinking
otherwise

The pitch sent to me compared the book with Rupi Kaur’s Milk and Honey which I like well enough but which didn’t change my world unlike say Migritude. Still, I like poetry so I was willing to give we carry the sky a chance and I’m glad I did so. It is written in a sparse style reminiscent of Rupi Kaur’s style. Here are some excerpts with commentary from me:

even after all this evolving
it seems we
still only know how
to speak in fists

Yow! Succinct and powerful.

forget everything you learned before

your body
it is not a war
it is a celebration

I wish someone had told me this while I was growing up.

it’s not listening
if
you are just waiting
for your turn to speak.
– a sign of privilege

So true.

and most importantly

your life is not a footnote
in someone else’s story.

Sometimes we all need to be reminded of this.

I enjoyed we carry the sky immensely. It spoke to me as a woman, as an individual, and as a human being. I reckon people who enjoy modern poetry will enjoy this.

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