Jewel, — A Night without Armor: poems.

NY, Scholastic, (1998). 1st ptg thus. VG PB. Dedicated to the land which inspires my heart to sing, Alaska. "Although I am 8 my father is 63 years old He drinks concoctions of chickweed, garlic, and ordinary grass pulled out of the front lawn. He is worried, I think he won't make it to my high school graduation. Outside winter swallows my footsteps as quickly as the are laid, which makes me cry.".