I felt lucky to have read this collected poems by Nayyirah Waheed. Salt is a beauty. And though I am incapable to analyzed the poems, I’m okay with just enjoying it.
See, that is me. I love reading collected poems but I’m not an expert at poetry nor I am a poet. I just love how they, the poets, sew the words and make them into a flowery narration in just few sentences. They are not magicians, are they?
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