If I were a country and you my journalist

I would have shot you down a street

and left you to bleed.

Fierce and unflinching, Rochelle Potkar''s poetry springs from the deeply personal and ripples out to the world, capturing lovers'' whispers and reverberations of explosions with equal ease.

Vividly depicting love, grief, anger, and defiance, these poems glimmer like coins beneath the water surface, tethered with the weight of wishes clinging to them. As sensuous as it is articulate, Coins in Rivers is a deep meditation on womanhood, motherhood, and citizenship.

If I were a country and you my journalist

I would have shot you down a street

and left you to bleed.

Fierce and unflinching, Rochelle Potkar''s poetry springs from the deeply personal and ripples out to the world, capturing lovers'' whispers and reverberations of explosions with equal ease.

Vividly depicting love, grief, anger, and defiance, these poems glimmer like coins beneath the water surface, tethered with the weight of wishes clinging to them. As sensuous as it is articulate, Coins in Rivers is a deep meditation on womanhood, motherhood, and citizenship.