bending in the direction of her sentences

There is nothing quite as lonely, as incongruous, as peculiarly harsh, as loneliness within a relationship.

Cleverly interspersed with catch-your-breath detours into other subject matter, these emotionally raw, devastatingly self-dissecting poems mine the bleak landscape of the unraveling of a love affair.

This is the large print edition of bending in the direction of her sentences, with a larger font / typeface for easier reading.