Someone tell me that she wrote this book as a joke, please!!! I study poetry for a living and I'm embarassed to have this kind of nonsense labled as "poetry." Not only does it not have poetic merit but the meanings of the poems are absolutly absurd. She explores things about as deep as her shallow brain will let her, which I discovered wan't far (about as far as her breasts). The book needs a lot of work and rewriting before it can be called a "book of poetry."