I stole this gem from my high school English teacher. By steal I mean I borrowed it and then told her she was never getting it back. It resonated with me in my tumultuous teenage years.

Today while baking, I thought of a few lines from one of Jenny's poems. I was compelled to reread every poem in one sitting. It still resonates with me at 30, although in different ways.

If you ever come across this little book if poems, I encourage you purchase it and devour it whole.