Clare Pollard's third collection is a book about journeys and home. She looks closely at both global issues and the blossom in her yard.

Her voice captures the pain, anxiety and emptiness of a generation weaned on Coke and Diamond White, reared on fast food and TV, and now entering adulthood armed with utterly ephemeral cultural reference points and a strong suit in self-destruction...Her poems compulsively re-enact the reaching out to life and the withdrawing in pain...Pollard is a poet of the 21st century, a witness of the present and a shaper of its voice' - john sears, PopMatters 'Both a seasoned observer and a master technician...like early Sylvia Plath re-interpreted for the Trainspotting generation' - Daily Mail