“𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝑜𝒻 𝓊𝓈, 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹. ℬ𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓀𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝒶𝓇. 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓃.”

The author’s note in the beginning was the only thing I appreciated about this book. It was emotional and touching so I thought the poetry itself would be just as beautiful but I was so wrong. 

I felt the poems out of place for what they were supposed to be, like the introduction were written for a different story. I just couldn’t understand the meaning behind the words. The author mentioned in the introduction We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson. I’m not sure if I would have read that one then this could’ve been a better experience or not but at the moment I didn’t enjoyed this read at all.