“Without: Body, Name, Country,” by Meg Johnson is an evocative book of poems written as the author’s memoir. In the short 63 pages, she packs an emotional punch that acts as a sort of walk down memory lane for a wide array of feelings she had, but the reader shares. Different from the poetic verse of rhyme and reason, Johnson’s poems often read like a story in prose. Your moods will shift throughout the book, so I found it easier to read it in small sections instead of the entire thing at once, which would have been possible but not quite as powerful, I don’t think. The author had a lot of struggles throughout her life, which are portrayed in her poems as anecdotal or reviewing the past, but not tragic and pitiful. It’s an honest, well-written collection of poetry that is worth the read.