Jacquot’s Death of a Good Girl is unlike any poetry collection I have read. The pieces span across several pages and many read like song lyrics – discarded thoughts which hold within them a power only those words in that order can manifest.
In the author’s note, Jacquot explains how releasing this collection was a way to collect a time in her life and let it go, and it certainly read this way. It feels like the ‘good girl’ sheds her skin, former beliefs and former fears; whether that be in saying goodbye to someone she loved, healing from hurt inflicted by others or taking the frightening step forward into a new world (of her own creation, this time).
Jacquot’s words allow you to embrace becoming lost in somebody else’s loves and losses for a little while – an experience all poetry should provide, in my humble opinion – and on finishing you seem to have learnt a little more about yourself whilst feeling a little bit lighter.