Not Everything Is Terrible -

In this collection, Amy Henry Robinson shares the beauty in the mundane, the sacred in the simple stuff, and welcomes in the existential bullshit. It acknowledges that getting knee-capped by chronic illness, and watching loved ones leave us, sucks, but also that squirrels still fuck about and birds still defy gravity. And watching them do those things, during a peachy-tinted sunset, fills our souls back up so we can tolerate the nonsense of life.

Because - NOT EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE.

Amy gut-punches me with words like no one else can. I know this, yet she still sneaks up on me--with a line, a word, and I'm undone. How dare she.
Clarke Doty
SFF writer, Co-Owner & Editor Apparition Literary Magazine

A mix of fairy tales, horror stories, and raw reflections of all stages of life, the poems in Amy Henry Robinson's collection NOT EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE are at once visceral and beautiful, raw and gentle, spare and abundant. The title is taken from her poem "Not the Jasmine," which ends with the lines: "reminding me that not / everything is terrible" -- a perfect microcosmic distillation of the collection. Over and over again, Robinson's poems scrape away the surface of things to reveal the terrifying messiness beneath. But there are also countless moments of grace, of play, and of metatextuality which quietly insist that we remember the "not" in front of "everything is terrible."
Jennifer Hudak
Nebula award winner, Hugo and Pushcart Prize nominated writer of poetry, essay, and fiction