REVIEW: Drowned in Milk Tea by Anne Chivon

Poetry is my first love, and as such, I'm always going to favour it. I've never liked how hard people are on emotional, image-driven poetry; it's always felt elitist at best, and misogynistic/queerphobic/kyriarchical at worst. Certainly it takes a shocking lack of compassion to entirely disregard the weight of poetry that focuses on healing from … Continue reading REVIEW: Drowned in Milk Tea by Anne Chivon