cbr15bingo Violence I misplaced my finished copy of  The Bones of Me after having a slow start with it, but once I was able to sit down and read without too many interruptions, it started to move. The mixture of prose and prose poetry can be a bit off putting, but it fits the idea of things. Perhaps things can be a bit too cliché in places, but it would have been a book I loved ages (at least) 12 and up. There is some […]