What if being a bird meant forgetting how to land?What if being a clock meant skipping all the boring parts?If I Were. (But It Keeps Changing) starts like a familiar game of make-believe, but just when you think you know where it's going, it changes its mind. In these thirty short, surprising poems, everyday ideas flip upside down: a pencil refuses to erase mistakes, a shadow wanders off on its own, and joy arrives completely unannounced.
Part imagination, part contradiction, and full of quiet wisdom, this collection invites readers to question who they are-and who they might become next. With playful language and a twist always waiting in the second or third line, these poems show that growing up doesn't mean figuring everything out. It means learning to enjoy the change.
What if being a bird meant forgetting how to land?What if being a clock meant skipping all the boring parts?If I Were. (But It Keeps Changing) starts like a familiar game of make-believe, but just when you think you know where it's going, it changes its mind. In these thirty short, surprising poems, everyday ideas flip upside down: a pencil refuses to erase mistakes, a shadow wanders off on its own, and joy arrives completely unannounced.
Part imagination, part contradiction, and full of quiet wisdom, this collection invites readers to question who they are-and who they might become next. With playful language and a twist always waiting in the second or third line, these poems show that growing up doesn't mean figuring everything out. It means learning to enjoy the change.