We Watered the Wounded Chrysanthemum and Called It My Dear Daughter is a searing collection of poems that unearth the quiet griefs and fierce tenderness of being a girl in a world that misnames softness as weakness. Divided into emotional arcs-girlhood, hunger, illness, and survival. These poems bloom in the spaces between shame and strength. With lyrical intensity and cinematic vulnerability, this book is a reclamation of voice, memory, and becoming.