Here’s one of her poems from a previous collection she sent me–
Song for Wretched Hearts
I haven’t written a heartbroken poem
since I met you
but I play all of them on the ukulele now.
I crawl under as many layers as I have.
No touch, no glance, no reassuring word
could prevent the disaster,
even in hindsight.
Take care not to jostle it,
my wretched heart,
and the moments when I put away
my instrument will be all yours.