<p>In her third book of poetry, Bianca Bowers explores the complexities of love and challenges the convention of monogamy.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>I think of Anthony and Cleopatra...epic, fated, tragic lovers that drank from love&rsquo;s cup but once. Only, I am no Cleopatra.&nbsp; I am Juliette, with her teenage desire; ambivalent about poison and war.</em></p></blockquote>

<p>Ruminating the one-love-fits-all theory, and toying with the concept of polyamory, the poetic voice travels from a starting point in which forbidden love poses a dilemma worthy of a Shakespearean-tragedy to a more indignant ending in which &ldquo;our brains are slaveowners and love was never meant to be imprisoned.&rdquo;</p>