You keep fucking looking at me as if I haven't just swallowed your lust, as if the puddles of your pride hadn't slipped from my lips and dribbled down my chin. You keep fucking looking at me as if the taste of you didn't just try to burn a hole through my sternum and pool … Continue reading Looking at me
July
I think I saw you again in the moonlight tonight, and I swear I could taste the hints of it all: the moment June whispered her goodbye and July roared in on the cusp of thunder, dripping in memories rained down on my door. It’s all just a little bit beautiful, a whole lot lonely, … Continue reading July
Dignity
Oh how I love her
Turn out the light
No scrutiny tonight.
Her kind voice washing over radio waves
Through pipes behind patchwork facades
Bring the murmur of comfort … baby
Far from judgement
Where you’re safe from that brand of cursive
And the tangle of lamenting souls
Each seeking to imprint their own
Moment of impotent glory.
Move over, it’s getting too crowded
We may be losing our sight
But heels sound their static curiosity
Whether we look or not.
The music of what is not prescribed
Can be a tonic …
Free to sling and fling, ferris of hurt
That word they used … did not describe you
And you must be strong if, you’re still standing
If it didn’t tear you apart.
Delusion survives the harshest words
But not when there’s no one left to pick you up.
You learn to survive even,
As everything turns and diminishes
Lean on the mercury…
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On Consent – In a Seventh Grade Classroom
Hey, you! The mom of that twelve-year-old boy who leers like some fifty-year-old drunken uncle. Start teaching him that no means no. Right Fucking Now. You should have been teaching him this already. Teach him that consent is as real as the shoes on his feet and the laces he ties in double-knots. Teach him … Continue reading On Consent – In a Seventh Grade Classroom
Indie Reviews – The Lithium Chronicles: Volume One
Source: Indie Reviews
I Wrote It All Down
You said you loved me but I should be quiet because sometimes love rides on electric pulses carried to secret places where it burns hot and rings like church bells on Sunday morning. You wash your sheets and the guilt from your cock, you wipe the walls and your mouth and drop a clean kiss … Continue reading I Wrote It All Down
Candice Louisa Daquin Reviews The Lithium Chronicles
This, wow!
Thank you, Candice.
The thing about Nicole Lyons is …. There are too many things
about Nicole Lyons and nothing about her is sufficient to encompass all that
she is and will be.
She’s more than words. But she is without doubt the fiery
mistress of words. She knows the power within words. She knows the spells behind
words. She can inhabit a word and possess it and then give it back to you, with
her own unique signature upon it.
How she has that mastery I don’t know, but single-handedly she’s
responsible for new genres that she alone OWNS.
So, when her publishers send me an advance copy of The
Lithium Chronicles Vol. 1., to review, I get a little light-headed and vacillate
between two tactics; Going completely fan-girl overboard and trying to stay
professional. I think I’ll go completely fan-girl overboard.
The cover alone has a claim to magnificence. And it’s…
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