I can’t believe it took me so long to pick up a book by Sarah Kay. The first time I heard her spoken word I fell in love with her poetic style. It’s been a successful lazy Sunday. Her book No Matter the Wreckage has made it to my list of favorite poetry books. Don’t be surprised if you find me rereading this book again and again. She writes, “Somewhere in between then and / now I learned that every move you make echoes outwards from your body like ripples on the ocean from a skipping stone” (Kay 42). This is beauty.