A good, good poetry collection detailing the author's grief after the death of their abusive, alcoholic father. I loved pretty much every poem in here, and they were all exquisite and well thought out. There is a discussion on mourning (its ambiguity and whether some people deserve it, even though they affect one anyway), gender, emotional abuse, even matters of ecocriticism, considering the father's love of hunting. So well-written and heart-wrecking.

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when i spell grief, i can never remember if the i or e comes first,
so i spend each day autocorrecting my greif,
my grief, greif, grief, greif,
until i can finally figure out what the fuck it is i'm trying to say.
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some favourites: I Write My Dead Name in My Father's Obituary, The First Birthday He is Not Alive, Sometimes I Want to Hurt People Who Have Hurt Me, Dead Dad Jokes.

[Arc provided via Netgalley, but the book is already out. please read it.]