I found this in '07, but it took me until now to review.

It's one of the most beautiful things I've ever read and the most painful. So much has happened since '07, and I've felt devastation and grief. It's not the same as yours (no one's is), but I understand up to a point. It's true that there's no way out of this cycle, but it gets better. Somehow, it gets better.

Thank you for writing this. It's helped more than you could imagine. I hope that wherever you are, you're ok.

I'm sorry for the lame review. The words just aren't forming.

i just stumbled upon this collection and i'm so glad for it. as a whole it became beautiful. there are so many things in this that i wanted to just grab and hug. The hour when the air was falling through fingers and couldn't all be held stung me somewhere. and the butterflies throughout the end was haunting

I read it all again, the entire collection—looking for ideas, watching the styles and the way the words melted together—but I can't see anything but what I try so hard not to look at every day.

I’m still in love with the first piece of this entire collection, it’s still my favorite, and it still means life (and death) to me. I want to get the (be)li(e)ve tattooed on my ribs (for my birthday maybe but I think my parents will frown) and I want to carry this entire collection with me everywhere I go, like a favorite book that I can look through and remember all my favorite parts. I wish I could get this in binding and write all over it, circle and underline and highlight, leave my tears on tangible paper and know that someone can say what I feel—even though I can’t even come close.

I love this collection. I signed in today to print off downwardspiralling and tape up in my locker, but I can’t stop thinking about this collection. I love everything about it. I don’t know how to express what I feel from this collection and what it really means to me because it all sounds like a cliché. It sounds meaningless when I read back through this review, and I wonder what you’re actually going to think (wow, /stalker/ maybe?)… But I still feel like I need to tell you again and again that you deserve every review you got, and that loss is always an ugly thing. I just can’t begin to fathom how you can, again and again and again, make it the most beautiful thing in the world.

All I can think is “& i begin to (be)li(e)ve again.” My heart beats to the rhythm of this collection. I’m stuck on its creativity and can’t create a vibe of my own. I love every word of these twenty-four poems.

Thank you for giving me a reason to believe, and a reason to live.

I wish everyone could see the beauty in these poems.

Always,

-stix-

(I cannot convey to you how surprised I was to see /my/ name in the note at the end. Thank you so so much. I feel alive today knowing I’m appreciated by someone.)

I cannot stop crying, this is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read, it is not just this poem though this poem is very amazing, it is all the other poems. Nearly all of them I love. There are more images in this poem than in any of the others I think, the other poems had more emotion in them. This poem is emotion too but it is not written so obviously, does that make sense? I notice you like butterflies and water and fire and stars, that is very neat. The last line of this poem is really hurting me! That is good! You are an amazing writer! Your end note is very good, too, you sound like your poems a little. Writing 24 poems is cool, did you plan that all along? If you did, you are very smart! Thank you for writing this, I know it must have hurt you a lot. I hope it was good for you in the end and it helped you get through the pain. I just realized that these poems were written in exactly a year, it is like a poem for each month for each hour! Again I am very sorry this happened to you, you obviously loved this girl very much and it must have been a terrible thing and you must have been very sad, maybe you're still sad? I hope not, I hope you've been able to move on without forgetting her. She would want you to move on and live! You are strong, I think, and I believe you will fight through this. Thank you again, I hope you always see the sky, too, and remember what it stands for, and think about how everyone else in the world is looking up at sky too! _ This collection is very, very beautiful, you should be very proud of yourself!

I do not get the slanted part, but that is okay. So he or she did kill him or herself and that is why you wrote this collection. I think it is amazing how you wrote such happy poems after he or she died and then moved to sad ones, I would not be able to write anything happy, just sad things. I am sorry that he or she is dead, it is very sad to hear and I give you my sympathy. I am crying, I want you to know that your writing really touches me and makes me feel! Your words are very beautiful and it does not matter if they are sad or happy, they are always affecting me.

So beautiful! This is not sad like the other ones, but it is very serious. I think this might be my favorite poem? Maybe because it is short _ ...I hope not.

I think this is saying that every time you are happy you feel like you are hurting him or her, or not respecting him or her. This really hurts, I hope you can smile now and not feel like this. I am still crying...

Your note is...I do not know what the word is, I will just say it's sad. I say everything is sad, I am sorry I'm not better with my words! There seems to be alot of guiltiness in this poem, there was alot in the last poem too, but I think this one has a little more. I don't understand the title, maybe I should look it up! This is a really pretty poem,, I think, but it is very sad, just like the other sad ones. I am very sorry that you are grieving him or her, your pain is in your words, which are really beautiful!

I am interested to know why you say this poem is jumbled? It does not seem jumbled to me, and I don't know why you say it is. Could you tell me why though? I recognize the lines that are slanted because they are in your profile, I think they are beautiful, I do not know what they mean but they make me feel alot of things. Are you blaming someone else because they didn't do anything? You talk about yourself, though. How many people are you talking about in these poems? The ending kind of scared me! It sounds very dangerous and close to cruel, I think it's because you talk about a head cracking and that is very gruesome. I do like this poem, though, it is long but it does not seem that way when I read it, and I did not think I would like such dark work!

Skin shredded clean is violent! Somehow, though, you make it sound pretty, I don't know why. I am crying now, I think it's maybe a good thing because it shows how much this is affecting me! Your words are so beautiful, I really like these poems, there is so much emotions in them. My favorite line is about the world waking up, but I also like the end part.

Oh now this is so dark and sad, I would normally not read this but I really like how you say things, it's pretty and your words are very good! You are getting more abstract, I think that is the word, and sometimes that confuses me, but it's pretty. I think I might cry if these poems get any more sad. Saying goodbye is so hard...

I love the images in this poem! What are tenterhooks?

Oh! This is dark! I just noticed that this is the afternoon so now it is the elegy part? That makes sense, I was wondering why all of a sudden everything was sad. I am a little confused but it feels like this boy is evil or something? He wants her to fall in! I don't understand, though, does she want to fall in o_O?

What is an anachronism? I am sorry, I do not understand this poem now because I do not know that word _

I think tis is called an acrostic? Is that how you spell it? I thought these poems had to have the first letter of the lines spell a word, but your letters are everywhere. It is cool. This is really sad, I want to cry. I don't really know what this is like, I think it's about cutting? I know people who have told me they cut and maybe you are right and they do it to feel beautiful. I really do want to cry. This is so sad though very beautiful, the words stick in my head.