No GoodIn summer when I picked dandelions for the geriatric guinea pig I changed the world. I killed a weed. I filled a mouth with gold. In this debut poetry collection, Sophie van Waardenberg considers girlhood and grief, love and its loss, distance and the return home, including at its heart a sequence of emotionally raw Cremation Sonnets. In its essence, this collection is the poet exploring goodness: I am unbegrudging. I am the openest pair of arms, she