A moving account in poetry of one woman's pathway through violence and addiction. "at six, my mother's boyfriend forced his fat hairy hand inside my heart-shaped face for eating too many Fruit Bursts we bought a tube of them at BP wrapped individually in pastel wax papers which littered the backseat like sweet-smelling confetti his hand tasted of salt a metallic tang of rust the hot edge of petrol from the pump still lingering on his fingers" My Honest Poem is a moving and powerful poetry collection that follows recovery from a life fractured by family violence and addiction. It is a coming-of-age story of a young New Zealand woman rebuilding strength and hope in the spaces left by trauma.
"These poems are undeniably personal and often deeply painful: childhood neglect, abuse, alcoholism, physical hurt, depression and self-harm are their subject matter. But - through linguistic skill and sheer intelligence - Fiebig crafts a lyrical beauty from unpromising material. You finish reading her work feeling uplifted by the writer's courage and honesty."
