In her fifth poetry book Abigail Jewell finds words for the intersections of hope, love, healing, feminism, consumerism, sustainability, and more. An amalgamation of inner conversations and the questioning that comes as one relearns. Sounds of her playful, but deeply personal, existential angst sound like: "I land here heavily. Pretending I didn't know it was coming.

How is it that every year

I grow evermore dissatisfied

With the systems that surrounded me. ..." and "

None of us get free

Until all of us get free

I'm beginning to see

How in my lifetime

I'll never win,

We'll never arrive

To that society without sin.

I'll just keep getting

Botox advertisements

Till the day I die,

Shamed for growing older

Shamed for 'letting myself go.'"

The perfect companion for a hard hitting, yet hopeful, bemusement of the shit-shows of life.