About a year ago I talked about writing a chapbook being one of my goals for the year, and while it originally started out (in my head) as a forty-piece collection to be released in the spring, as you can see, it didn’t exactly turn out that way; instead, it’s about half that, six months later. And you know what? I’m okay with that. I’m really proud of my poems, and I’m perfectly content with what it’s turned out to be.
The collection, Reflections in a Dirty Mirror, contains pieces mostly about girlhood, identity, and personal survival. It has beautiful cover art by a friend of mine from high school, Kagey Illustration, and I don’t know how I could be any happier with how it all turned out. Sure, maybe I could have kept revising (I mean, really, we can always keep revising), but it got to the point when I couldn’t see a point to keep picking apart what I’d written. I got feedback from friends, edited accordingly, and I’m so happy with how it reads.