Whatever, Iceberg by Tara-Michelle Ziniuk

I checked this out from the library and started reading it while I was waiting for the bus and then read it on the bus and read it as I walked from the bus to my apartment and then I sat on the couch in my apartment and finished it.

It’s dizzying and scalding and honest and brutal. Poems about fierce regret and vicious self-loathing and the unforgivable failures and cruelties of other people. I can’t recommend reading it all in one sitting, because it’s exhausting, it’s heartbreaking, it’s like drinking a glass of saltwater. But there are some really, really beautiful poems in this collection and I can’t stop thinking about them. The more I think about it, the more I’m sure the opening poem of this collection – “What if love existed but you didn’t have your notification settings turned on?” – might be my favourite poem of the year.

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