This book of poetry is about love, self love, and pain. It is a short read and a lot like the poetry and artwork of Rupi Kaur. The poetry and art is not very original. A lot of the poems are very short, cliche and repetitive.

To be loved to the bone by Beverly Maier.
I did enjoy this book of poetry. I loved the drawings in it. There was 3 parts. Anchors beacons and Oceans. I liked all the poems. I didn't have a favourite. 4*.

Beverly Maier sits down next to you like a good friend, wraps you in her arms, and speaks truth and beauty. I felt most drawn to the profound sketches and short affirmations (like sharp pricks of a knife, I found them arresting), and while the poetry is generally affecting, perhaps in my mental state when reading this I wasn't as moved as I was with the short little hits of those sketches. Through the whole book, though, there definitely is a connection, a "oh yes, I remember that particular pain" that I wish the shards of the past me could have had access to.