scab.

scab is a collection for the ones who bled quietly.

In this follow up to her debut raw., annamarie d. delivers a body of work that does not shy away from the bruised, blistered, and barely-healing parts of being human - especially as a woman.

These poems hold hands with pain. They confess. They bite. They worship.

If raw. Was the open wound, scab. is what formed over it - ugly, necessary, and not quite finished.