Megan Fox

First book for 2026, and it sets a pretty interesting tone, doesn’t it? Megan Fox may be known as a Hollywood diva, but beneath the artfully constructed façade the girl can *write*. In this collection she bares her soul, speaking truths about the poison that drips from the lips of all the pretty boys and how tempting they are - even when we know better than to get caught in their serpentine gaze. Her writing style is deceptively simple, but she drops references to legends from many show more cultures, turns careful phrases into powerful metaphors, and lays bare the systemic abuse that underlies the lives of many women. I honestly wasn’t really sure what to expect when I picked up this collection on a whim, but as I turned the pages I found myself caught up in a wave of nostalgia driven by the furious darkness in every emo girls’ heart. We may have eyes for them, but men should come with warning labels, since they cut deeper than the sharpest razorblades. Thanks, Megan - we needed this. show less

Meu interesse em ler esse livro começou quando vi disparatadas diferenças de gênero quando as pessoas o avaliavam: mulheres tendem a gostar, homens a detestar, daí tive que lê-lo para entender a equação.
Megan Fox sempre me fascinou para além de ser uma das atrizes mais bonitas dos anos 2000 que resolveu fazer intervenções estéticas para se transformar numa Kardashian da moda, ela sempre foi franca quanto suas oscilações emocionais, automutilações e baixa autoestima e aqui show more nesse livro ela é franca quanto aos abusos sofridos em relacionamentos amorosos.
É poesia confessional e é muito visceral, ninguém vai achar que Fox é a nova grande poeta do milênio, mas gostei muito e entendi plenamente porque homens não gostam, ninguém gosta de se ver vilanizado do outro lado do espelho, não é mesmo? show less

I don't know what prompted me to pick up Megan Fox's autobiographical poetry collection that came out earlier this week. The Rupi Kaur comparison I read did not help in the slightest (or did it?), but Megan Fox was a pop culture phenomenon; after all, who amongst us does not remember Jennifer's Body?

The introductory letter penned by Megan was touching, although I was skeptical about the throat chakras. The resulting collection had moments of wit and originality but a whole lot of Megan Fox show more sounding like every other white girl who has been given the chance to have a poetry book published.

But the wit that does seem to have come straight from Megan Fox is absolutely worth it. That comes in the forms of things like titles such as "it's giving patrick batemam" and "you'd be so much more handsome if you'd get an exorcism" and some really cool lines from her poems.

What does genuinely horrify the reader are the details Megan Fox includes about these relationships. Those are painful details. 10 weeks and a day is too specific to be creative license; those things have happened to her. And keep in mind that this woman has been sexualized and routinely let down by a lot of people around her. The variety article made it pretty easy to understand; she was beautiful and considered shallow, so why did anyone want to help her? No, people preferred to slut shame her and be grateful for the chance to audition in a bikini washing a car.

I'm also a bit horrified to think of her partners, men who are so prominent in the spotlight and try to understand which of them she was referring to in her book while she wrote this. The woman should name names, just so these guys are ousted themselves.

Oh wait, she already did, and look what that did. show less

I enjoyed Audrey Kawasaki's illustrations more than the poetry, a few illustrations I really liked; they got better as the book went on.

This reads heavy. She's a victim of assault and domestic abuse but also says being soulmates trumps that. Sorry, what? This is like my last relationship except I got through the darkness and found someone who truly loves me.

This wasn't for me. Very tumblr-esque, short poetry that felt like an account of all the bad things that happen hourly/daily/weekly. show more It didn't empower me or anything, maybe because I'm out of a toxic relationship? I wish it was more? I think? Almost every other page was blank and felt very wasteful.

Fast read. I didn't ever feel the need to sit and contemplate a poem with this book. Maybe I became numb to it since it's all heavy and sad.

I did appreciate her references to biblical, tarot, numerology, and other small things—that she's clearly interested in—that added a deeper meaning if you noticed it. That's the nuance I like seeing, I wanted more of it!

You might like this if you like Rupi Kaur, but I think it'll all depend on how much you relate to the poem. I think Kaur speaks more deeply or better encapsulates her experience, but it's a similar short, punchy style. show less