Glass Girl. by Jessyca Thibault | Rating: ★★★★★

"Depression is like a fog / No one can see what you're really going through / When you're inside it / And you can't find the end."

This was just beautiful. Breathtakingly so. So purely honest. I positively adored Glass Girl., but that will come as no surprise to any of you, right? You already know that Jessyca Thibault is the queen when it comes to absolutely flawless taste in lipstick, literature/poetry, tattoos and music. It's a no brainer. Sky is blue, grass is green, Jessyca Thibault writes fantastic poetry and has rockin' taste.

Seriously: have you seen her Instagram? Swoon. Talk about goals. But that's not what this review is about. If there is one thing we've learned about Thibault in her debut Doll Eyes., it's that she's got soul and that soul has a story to tell. While Doll Eyes. and Glass Girl. have a seemingly similar tone to them, each showcase a different fragment of her story to tell; two different relationships, two degrees of struggle and Thibault bares it all in her prose for her readers.

I've always said that the makings of a poet are complex: they have to be fearful and fearless, they have to be complex and narrate those complexities in simple tones. What makes a poet is their ability to look at their own demons and to write them down no matter the outcome. They look into what it is that makes them tick and they embrace us in some kind of intimacy.

What makes Glass Girl. remarkable is that it improves and builds upon Doll Eyes. which was already a beautiful piece of work in its own right. Unlike many of her peers, Jessyca's prose takes on a tone that is like getting straight into her mind. She polishes off the initial work, but it still has the pacing of something like thought.

One thing is certain: I hurt for Jessyca thought Glass Girl., because it's so easy to. Yet I found myself mostly admiring her further. It goes beyond seeing her Instagram and thinking, SLAY GIRL. It takes a certain type of person to admit their faults, write down the wrongs that have been done to them, and then to publish it, and that bravery begs to be admired right alongside her brutally honest prose.

(Sincerely, I love her prose.)

For everyone who has ever struggled with anxiety and depression, that aching despair that grips you and the turbulence of dealing with heartbreak and betrayal, you relate to Thibault's story. It's a story, it's an expression, that so many of us can feel through the ages. In my mid-20s, I feel it and see parts of myself in what she has to say, and so will many others.

Like in all good poetry, something in you connects with it and for the moment you feel less alone.

You highlight, you pause, you breathe--Glass Girl. is a journey for both writer and reader.

Ultimately, I loved Glass Girl. for everything it was and for everything that Thibault will be in the future. I can't wait to see what she comes up with next.