A review by shit_she_reads
Last Sext by Melissa Broder

2.0

I love Melissa Broder and I love poetry, but I’m afraid I don’t love or even like Melissa Broder‘s poetry. I don’t even know how to describe this collection because it didn’t make sense to me. Every poem contains the words “hole”, “vomit” and “cock” and I fail at seeing the beauty or the art therein.
There are a couple of poems I did enjoy, even though I’ve read better ones:
What we love most is definitely going to kill us Hallelujah
Like a real flame
Sources of light
He she
Lunar widow
Litter
Long tomb

I did highlight some lines that resonated with me, but you can’t compare her poetry to her prose at all in my opinion. Her prose is also messy at times and definitely unusual, but I just get it somehow which, sadly, isn’t the case with her poetry.