Amber Decker’s Inevitable Wreckage shows up to a knife fight with a flamethrower. The speaker in one poem says, “I am afraid to write this poem. I / am afraid to not write this poem.” This is a book of necessary truths, “that a lover could kill the good in you / with a knife made of silence,” that a violent thunderstorm “leaves behind a sky as blue / and seamless as an unbroken robin’s egg” that, “to ask out loud / for love / does not mean you / are broken.” Decker is our Sylvia Plath, our Anne Sexton. We should all be reading every single word she writes. ~Shaindel Beers, author of A Brief History of Time and The Children’s War and Other Poems
