while the rest of the world dances is a collection of poems surrounding personal experiences of mental and chronic illness, relationships, coming of age, inequality, and other life experiences, both good and bad, with the parts separated into seasons. her roots were planted in cold, black mud, not enough water, not enough love, not enough sunlight, so she forgot to grow. don’t put her leaves in your mouth: this soil has always been poison, and now she is, too.