Roberto Montes is a poet of immense passion. He's not scared to be sad ("In space no one can hear you be a better person"), but he's not scared to be gentle, either ("Sometimes I bend a little sorry/by how easy it is...As if you weren't already/reading this aloud/to the man quietly/removing his socks"). I am finding that this juxtaposition, this honesty about the world and self, is almost impossible to find in contemporary poetry. This book needs to be read. It needs to be carried around in messenger bags and purses. Lines like "I am continually inspired/by men who are not afraid/to do pushups in the middle of our conversation" should be tweeted, tumbled, text messaged to friends and strangers. This book is a love letter to love and an ode to the pain it can cause. It's about being young and lost but how maybe that is not such a bad thing. Share this book with someone pretty. Plant it in the forest and watch it grow a heart in the shape of a heart. -Gregory Sherl, The...

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