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WHO'S GOING TO LOVE THE DYING GIRL? by Bree Rolfe is a revolutionary debut poetry collection touching on society, loss, illness, and learning to grasp with things that cannot be changed. Rolfe executes verse with precision and fierceness: Desert Tarot and this is where people come to forget their mothers we envy darkness noble, devilish in its necessity leaves like tap dancers, skittered across stone slabs landed at the feet of strange cacti we are blind powerless in this blaze your grace failed when you needed to bury a memory in a shallow grave in West Texas we are burnt limitless in our catharsis you delved too far reoriented yourself beneath too much sky saw everything it contained a cup held by a hand that reached from heavens and stretched warnings in the offing we are not the salamander who can pass through fire unscathed but each cloud contained wings and you intend to wear a crown of your haunted thoughts
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