It’s Just So Strange

He used to love me,

and now

he’s just a stranger

who happens to know

all my secrets

Clementine von Radics knows her way around a heart – yours, those she keeps close, and sometimes her own. In her newest collection, Home (Where Are You Press)she is not afraid to leave everything on the page.

It’s ironic that while I type this, Death Cab For Cutie’s “I will Posses Your Heart” comes on the radio. It seems to be the perfect soundtrack for these pieces. For someone so young, it is obvious that Clementine has loved with every ounce of her being, and that those honest experiences, have not only left her wounded, but that those wounds have healed, and made her into an incredibly strong individual.


The love we see in Home is not always given as deeply in return. For example, in “Three Day Weekend”:

Pawing through the salvageable

feeling fish heads squish

under our boots.

You find a dozen half-dead sunflowers

and present them to me

on bended knee.

Here, you say, Finally,

something as beautiful

as you are.


This is one of those collections that belongs in the hands of every high school student, or college student… or really, just anyone who has loved, and lost, and grown, and worked to love themselves in spite of others.

When He Says You Love Too Deeply,

Remind him he was warned.

When no one else is awake,

don’t call him.

When the poems don’t come,

don’t open the vodka.

When the poems don’t come,

go to sleep.

When you wake up from

the wanting,

go back to sleep.

When he shows up in your nightmares,

don’t offer your forgiveness.

When he offers you his lips,

go for the throat.

Grab your copy of Home from Clementine von Radics at Where Are You Press. 

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