A visceral, unflinching poetry collection that drags you through the ashes of girlhood and births you into the fire of womanhood. It speaks in the language of wounds, grief, loss, rage, betrayal, and yet every line glimmers with the beauty of surv...
A visceral, unflinching poetry collection that drags you through the ashes of girlhood and births you into the fire of womanhood. It speaks in the language of wounds, grief, loss, rage, betrayal, and yet every line glimmers with the beauty of survival. These aren’t just poems, they’re revolutions in silk, hymns for the silenced, myths rewritten with blood and brilliance. Within its pages, the girl becomes god, and the gods are not gentle. Fallen Gods dares you to feel everything too deeply, too loudly, too much, and to realize that this, too, is power. This is not something you just read. You’ll feel it in your bones.