Still Can’t Do My Daughter’s Hair: A Review

Still Can’t Do My Daughter’s Hair by William Evans

My Rating: 5 Stars!

Publisher: Button Poetry

Publish Date: October 24th

Received: Netgalley provided an e-arc in exchange for an honest review

Purchase: Amazon


Still Can’t Do My Daughter’s Hair is the latest book by author William Evans, founder of Black Nerd Problems. Evans is a long-standing voice in the performance poetry scene, who has performed at venues across the country and been featured on numerous final stages, including the National Poetry Slam and Individual World Poetry Slam. Evans’ commanding, confident style shines through in these poems, which explore masculinity, fatherhood, and family, and what it means to make a home as a black man in contemporary America.

*subject to change*

Opening Poem:


“If I say that I am an old man now, what I mean is that my daughter once pointed her finger at me and yelled, Bang, Daddy, you’re dead, and I fell down in a heap of my murdered youth and yelped in theater to her giggling applause, this time without tasting a friend’s blood spray against my profile or feeling the weight of his expiration fall against the summer of my fifteenth year, no longer picturing the mural of our collapse against the already red brick wall of a school that he never got to walk the halls of again.”


The hurt in this poetry is real. The sorrow of this poetry comes from outsiders blindness. The joy of this poetry is from the little things, the texture of the daughters hair, her smile, her light, her beauty. The worry of this poetry comes in hushed tones of a man in wife wondering how to tell their little girl that she lives in a world built to be against her. Worrying that one day the father will go out and never come back. The truth that that almost happened years before.

This poetry made me ache. It made me feel so sorrowful because we now live in Trump’s America and while racism was never a thing of the past that it is rising like a demon created to divide all of us… all of us human beings (of course we don’t always see that when we look at another human do we?)

This poetry also made me feel sorry, sorry because my skin is of the same skin that has formed this poetry’s hurt. Sorry because no matter how I feel I can’t change another’s hateful heart.

Read this poetry to understand another’s version of what it means to be alive. Read this poetry no matter who you are or what you believe, because this is the stuff we need to mend some of our brokenness.

Thanks for reading! Let me know your thoughts in the comments below.

-Till next time!

The Chaos of Longing: A Review

The Chaos of Longing by K.Y. Robinson

My Rating: 4 Stars!

Publisher: Andrews McMeel Publishing

Publish Date: September 26th, 2017

Received: Netgalley provided an e-arc in exchange for an honest review

Purchase: Amazon


The Chaos of Longing is a brutally honest exploration of desire—physical, emotional, and spiritual. This revised and expanded edition contains over 50 pages of all-new material.

Organized in four sections – Inception, Longing, Chaos, and Epiphany – K.Y. Robinson’s debut poetry collection explores what it is to want in spite of trauma, shame, injustice, and mental illness. It is one survivor’s powerful testimony, and a love letter “to those who lie awake burning.”


This book is a thing of beauty. Something that aches and begs you to realize that as a woman you are powerful, beautiful, and something greater then yourself. This book is about the sorrows of our longing and how we diminish ourselves for the sake of what we long for.

Simple, lyrical, and impactful my favorite parts of this book were the epiphanies. Where you realize that you should keep your insides for your own sake and not worry about what anyone else on this earth thinks. The parts where the Fire of this story builds and you realize you must set fire to the toxicity that is the expectations of other around you and to invent yourself and be who you have always dreamed to be.

A feminist poetry book for this generation, The Chaos of Longing will inspire many to be brighter then their brightest selves.

Thanks for reading! Let me know your thoughts about this poetry book down in the comments below.

-Till next time!

Depression and Other Magic Tricks: A Review

Depression and Other Magic Tricks by Sabrina Benaim

My Rating: 5 Stars!

Publisher: Button Poetry

Published: August 22nd, 2017

Received: Netgalley provided an e-arc in exchange for an honest review

Purchase: Amazon


Depression & Other Magic Tricks is the debut book by Sabrina Benaim, one of the most-viewed performance poets of all time, whose poem “Explaining My Depression to My Mother” has become a cultural phenomenon with over 50 million views. Depression & Other Magic Tricks explores themes of mental health, love, and family. It is a documentation of struggle and triumph, a celebration of daily life and of living. Benaim’s wit, empathy, and gift for language produce a work of endless wonder.


I didn’t quite get to the heart and the passion that lives inside this poetry book until I watched Sabrina say aloud many of the poems she keeps in this book in her performances on YouTube. However, the one that really shattered me on the inside due to its beauty and anger was “Explaining my Depression to my Mother”

This piece was desperation and bargaining and being fed up and hurt all at once and I wouldn’t have truly gotten that without Sabrina’s voice. Her flare and flavor make her words come to life in a way that they couldn’t have been on their own. It made me wish that I could have watched her perform all the poems in this book, because that’s when her words curl around you and shake you up, that’s when you find how truly beautiful her poetry is.

Sabrina’s poetry is poetry meant to be sung and screamed and belted out into the air. You are meant to find its rhythm and how it’s rhythm syncs with your own. Depression & Other Magic Tricks is brilliantly imagined it’s words coming for the jagged edges of a girls truest form.

Thank you for reading!

I hope you have enjoyed this review and will take a chance on reading Depression & Other Magic Tricks! Let me know your thoughts down in the comments. Also, let me know if you have any poetry recommendations! I’m always up for those.

-Till next time!


Gone was any pretense of elegance 

It was just a line and motion between two

A primal dance with jagged edges 

No questions no answers just being 

They say love is like answering a call 

But for them it was more like being home 

Gone was all curiosity except for the other 

Gone was all need for breath 

For Tomorrow 

Sometimes you need to things don’t go as planned.. Life deals cards as it feels like it

Sometimes you need to see where you are to see your even further away from the person you thought you wanted to be… regrets aren’t regrets until after the deeds been done

Sometimes you need to leave today behind for tomorrow

Lost to a Great Tide

The sea desolves inward 

                  folding in on itself 

The smallest edges caress you 

                   only to bashfully recede 

I see children try to catch waves like lost clouds

but really waves are nets meant to catch children

                  make them children lost to a great tide

I wonder about the bones dancing together under waves 

human, animal, mollusk… all meeting the same fate 

We are all children lost to a great tide

Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think of this poem down in the comments. It’s an odd one, but my mind is odd at the moment. 

-Till next time! 


I walked down the dirt path. My feet coated with stickers, rocks, and dusty newly formed mud I sat down to look at the cuts on my feet 

As you watched with a bottle of clear water and shoes on your feet. You checked the shining gold of your watch, and went away. 
Sometimes I forget. I wake up. I go to work. I eat. I laugh. I sleep. I repeat. Then, I forget and forget and forget. In the simplicity of time I forget that others are standing on the side of the rode with ribs showing, feet crusty, and smelling of decrepit dirt. I forget because it is easy. I forget because when I remember it hurts. I forget because I could have easily been that person on the street begging and pleading for help, but I got lucky, to think that flip of the coin is what’s real hits hard. 

-Till next time!


Basking in the light I cannot see 

I relish the heat, the tenor, the scent of morning times

The soft dirt beneath my feet 

The tap tap of a bird pecking a tree 

Then the coolness of a summer breeze 

I bask in the light I cannot see

I live in the dark I always feel

No difference between night and day except how it tastes 

A different wine, a different food, the heat drifting into cool

I bask in the light I cannot see

-Till next time!

Love And Vodka: A Book of Poetry for Glass Hearts: A Review 

Love And Vodka: A Book of Poetry for Glass Hearts by Christina Strigas

My Rating: 3/5 Stars 

Publisher: Christina Strigas 

Published: November 18, 2016

Recieved: an ecopy from the author in exchange for an honest review. 

Purchase: Amazon


Love & Vodka is Christina Strigas’ third poetry book. This book is written for all the hearts that shatter, that are transparent, that crack, rebuild and see truth. This is for the souls that connect through words. The poems in this book will make you breathless from their honesty. This poetry collection is full of poems that will make you contemplate the magic of connections disconnections, rejection, love, drinking, pain, marriage, loneliness, honor and the perils of living so many lifetimes in one. Delve into poetry head first and read passages over again to connect. This book has a modern feel with an ancient way of writing. Inspired by Anne Sexton, Sylvia Plath and modern poets such as Mary Oliver and Billy Collins to name a few, Christina Strigas uses stream of consciousness to devour themes and words and spurt them forth into a poem. A contemporary poetry book that will not disappoint you and that will restore your faith into the power of poetry again.


I want to say that I was really excited to read this poetry book at first. The reviews were all pretty good and I thought I would really enjoy it. Sadly, while I did enjoy some of the poems, most others I couldn’t connect to. This is not at all the fault of the poet but more of a fault of my own experiences or lack thereof with different aspects of life. 

This book would be wonderful for a person who is married or in a deep relationship in a later point in their lives. At the age of 18 the subject matter of this book fell flat for me, especially since I have never been in a relationship before. 

However, there were a few poems that connected to writing that I really loved, and while a few of those fit the poetry book a few others felt a little random, but definitely welcome. I wish I could have gotten into this collection of poetry more, but it just didn’t happen for me, and I think that’s ok. 

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this review. This is the book I read for Day 2 of the Book a Day challenge and I’m sad it just wasn’t for me. 

-Till next time!