I want it to be all right to be

the strange, shifting creature

I am.

Aftermath reckons with the idea of transformation: How do you reclaim your voice when rendered speechless? Where do you walk when the earth caves in? What lights your way?

With ethereal precision, this collection of poetry traverses the abrupt end of a marriage, the stories and patterns we inherit from our origins, and the rebuilding of a self.

Broadwall's words encourage readers to compose their own futures - dwelling not on the wound but what is possible in its wake. Its kaleidoscopic narrative invokes women from mythology, fairy tales, and theater to remind us of the infinite ways to hurt, heal, and transmute.