“We never unpacked, dreaming in the wrong language, carrying our mother’s fears in our feet, if he rises his voice we will flee, if he looks bored we will pack our bags, unable to excise the ferugee from our hearts.”

Warsan Shire writes poems about how she was unwanted as a child, about her mother’s abandonment. There is a hint of mental illness hovering above it all.

Warsan is a thirty-three-year-old Somali British poet who desperately wants to feel loved and wanted, who feels rage over the violations in her life, and who shows us the turmoil mental illness brings with it.