by Freya Holloway
4/5 stars
The debut collection from Freya Holloway is a powerful stream of consciousness. Her heart pours onto the page “like smoke forever gracing fingertips.” These borrowed lines from her poem, My Beautiful Illusion, speak volumes. Each page is a smoke of new emotion, inhaled. I thoroughly enjoyed reading her classical and modern styles converge through prose, free-verse, and haiku. Occasionally, I might have wished the prose to be broken-up into smaller stanzas, but I imagine it came to the author in such a way. Please, do yourself a favor and buy this book.
The Midnight Writer 