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My Iridescent Daggers
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My Iridescent Daggers in Vernon, BC
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My Iridescent Daggers in Vernon, BC
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Size: Hardcover
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Beneath the weight of generations, where the Texas soil swallows secrets and blooms with memory, My Iridescent Daggers cuts through the web of ancestry, eavesdrops on a telephone game of tales, reminisces on young love, and grinds itself against the hard palate of loss. In this evocative poetry collection, an 8th-generation Texan reckons with the echoes of the past, both the burdens and the brilliance, while forging a path toward self-understanding. These poems glisten like heirlooms held to the light, sharp with grief, luminous with warmth, and unafraid to pierce of the veils of history. A meditation on inheritance and identity, My Iridescent Daggers is for those who know that the land remembers, the late whisper, and that the stories we carry are both weapons and wings.
Beneath the weight of generations, where the Texas soil swallows secrets and blooms with memory, My Iridescent Daggers cuts through the web of ancestry, eavesdrops on a telephone game of tales, reminisces on young love, and grinds itself against the hard palate of loss. In this evocative poetry collection, an 8th-generation Texan reckons with the echoes of the past, both the burdens and the brilliance, while forging a path toward self-understanding. These poems glisten like heirlooms held to the light, sharp with grief, luminous with warmth, and unafraid to pierce of the veils of history. A meditation on inheritance and identity, My Iridescent Daggers is for those who know that the land remembers, the late whisper, and that the stories we carry are both weapons and wings.


















