In this examination of the struggles and sorrows particular to Indigenous people-those who live in world where “colonialism broke us, and we’re still figuring out how to love and be broken at the same time”-Belcourt laments the ways in which “it hurts to be a story” and works to find love for himself and others in a physical and spiritual landscape stitched through with darkness. By Billy-Ray Belcourt, reviewed by Laura Eve EngelĪ Canadian poet and scholar from the Driftpile Cree Nation, Belcourt’s debut offers up this quiet, personal prayer: “if i have a body, let it be a book of sad poems.” This collection is an answer to and a reckoning with story and with sadness itself: its ever-presence in the telling of the Indigenous body, the queer body, the body moving through stages of love and loss.
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