June 4, 2015
The first time I read Amber Dawn's Where the Words End and My Body Begins, I was standing over my kitchen counter peeling and eating tangerines. It wasn't my plan to dive in right away but I didn't want to do the dishes and it had just come in the mail, replete with a soft pastel cover that is at once sugary and arcane, paradisal and dismal.
There I was with wet fingers, slurping all over this freshly published collection.
"you never considered yourself femme"
Amber Dawn's first book of poems 'Where the Words End and My Body Begins' is infused with literary technique, emotional logic and luxurious desire.
