But Ice Cream Melts

Nerina Rammairone finds fragile bliss in the details. Her first poetry collection, But Ice Cream Melts, speaks for the heartbroken—people who live in the space between sweet and sour. Here life is not always damaged but it is often delayed, and the struggle to get it rolling again is overwhelming. In Rammairone’s verses sweet moments never last, but their essence lingers. And sometimes that’s all you need.